Rats & Fat Balls

My husband loves feeding the birds and has bird feeders all over the garden leading to this:

Rats & Fat Balls

There’s a rat on Richards fat balls,
What happened to the tits?
A rat upon your fat balls
Does not thrill one to bits

In fact it makes one queasy
As they nibble and they gnaw,
How many rats are coming round
To feast on Richards balls?

They seem to have a rat run
That goes along the wall,
They dangle off the holder
They never seem to fall

Richard set a trap up
A complicated rig,
He’s dangling his fat balls
Off a very flimsy twig

The twig won’t hold both balls and rat
The lot will tumble down
And land into a bucket
Where the bloomin rat will drown

Unfortunately it didn’t work,
The rat just ran away,
The fat balls fell and hit the floor
Rat lives another day

He’s had to take his fat balls in
And hide them all indoors,
No longer can he call in joy
There’s tits on my fat balls!