There once lived a renegade rat, who left the Pied Piper’s lair, because unlike the rest, he refused to believe that the cheese was bluer on the other side, and so he followed his instincts, and ran into a trap, but the day was too hot for soup, and so the old man let him loose.
And you should have seen how he ran, anxious to start over, to navigate through the same trappings all over again, only this time, the romance was quite dead, as a rather down-to-earth sensibility took over.