Of mice and men

Leaned over the bar...
he was unshaven,
and his eyes squeaked mischief as he asked...
"Wanna see my little friend?"

Hands moved beneath his shirt.
He's no flasher, I thought, maybe it's a puppy.
But my face did not react.
"Why not." I said nonchalantly.

That's when I met Luanne,
the sewer rat.
This eccentric intellectual
was a rat enthusiast.

Ah the hobbies.

I say, "From looking at ya man...
I never would have guessed
you had a rodent on your person."

"That's nothing,
I've taken her on airplanes before.
Rat's don't set off metal detectors"

Wow, I thought, Wow.