Universal worms inside of me,
I'm just an illusion, can't you see?
A crater, spewing fiery shit,
Accumulated over millennia, bit by bit.
I'm a mere puppet, a world's dumb child,
Seeking the vulgar, my thoughts running wild.

I am the egg - the beginning and the end,
I am nothing, an illusion, a temporary friend.
A transmitter for others, no purpose for me,
I am the Rat-God, warming my feet.

Mother of absurdity, father of the damned,
Tails, whiskers, and claws, I understand.
I know the invisible, see the unknown,
A two-sexed cyclops, I stand alone.
Master of tea ceremonies and piercing swords,
My belly is filled with unspoken words.

I am the red ribbons in the sun's hair,
A meteor shower, a sight so rare.
The lenses in the eyes of the humble,
In my ear, a silver flea's truthful mumble.

I am the paradox, the contradiction,
Chaos essence, fiction's depiction.
In this cosmic dance, I play my part,
A rat, a god, a jester, a work of art.

I am the egg - the beginning and the end,
I am nothing, an illusion, a temporary friend.
A transmitter for others, no purpose for me,
I am the Rat-God, warming my feet.

In the universe's vast expanse, I roam,
A cosmic rat, forever alone.
Guided by the silver flea's whispers,
Embracing absurdity, free from life's whiskers.