Author Carl Rakosi Every time I nudge that spring a bell rings and a man walks out of a cage assiduous and sharp like one of us and brings me cheese. How did he fall into my power? Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 4.6 (7 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments