Friday, August 3, 2012
ode to an intrusive insect
oh yes he shall attempt to breach
these iron walls shall groan and screech
but I have sworn his prying feelers shall ne'er again reach
the radiant sun above and blessed skies a'bleached
so to thee, dear reader, I do heartily beseech
do not release him, for a lesson, I must teach:
that man has his domains and that beasts have their niche
and it would behoove wandering bugs to learn to respect each
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