Grovvy Bob

There lived a certain rat in “this city” long ago He was small and blue in his eyes a flaming glow Most people looked at him with terror and with fear But to city rats he was such a lovely dear He could cook his dishes like Chef Boyardee Full of passion, never weak But he also had the kind of strawberry To feed them for a week Ra Ra Ratatoing Audiences growing He had the heart, he had the mind Ra Ra Ratatoing Trumped that Ratatouille Small step for rat, one leap for ratkind He ruled the whole city and never mind the cat Had one lady friend and one who was kinda fat No matter how they asked he kept his recipe When he said let’s go, Greg said “precisely!” As a rat he was no fresh food dealer Though they questioned what he’d done To the humans he was quite the stealer Prompting him to run Ra Ra Ratatoing Audiences growing He had the heart, he had the mind Ra Ra Ratatoing Trumped that Ratatouille Small step for rat, one leap for ratkind But when his cooking and baking and prowess in gourmet Became known to more and more people The demands to do something About this outrageous rat Became louder and louder “This rat’s just got to go,” declared his enemies Though Greg tried to help, all he said was “precisely!” No doubt this Ratatoing had lots of hidden stores Though he was a rat, he found fresh food galore Then one night some rats of rival restaurants Set a trap, they’re not to blame They let loose a cat for him to go and taunt And he really came Ra Ra Ratatoing Audiences growing They lay mousetraps all over the floor Ra Ra Ratatoing Trumped that Ratatouille He dodged them all and head for the door Ra Ra Ratatoing Audiences growing A change of heart, found them instead Ra Ra Ratatoing Trumped that Ratatouille I’ll watch the movie until I’m dead Oh, in that city