There is a dead cockroach in my sink
Should I be worried
There’s a dead cockroach in my sink
Sould I be sad?
Did it have babies that it carried?
If I find them, will I be mad?
There’s a dead cockroach in my sink
What’s it doing there?
There’s a dead cockroach in my sink
What’s it doing here?
Why is it there? Why is it dead?
Why am I obsessing
About an insect that I dread?
It couldn’t have been killed by Ruby
It couldn’t have been squished by Cindy
Adonis surely didn’t do it, he doesn’t even care
Unlike the girls, playing with a bug, for him, is not a dare
Why it’s in the sink is a no brainer
There was food, there were dirty dishes
Why is died is definitely stranger
Was my food so bad it fell to my wishes?
Oh well, no matter, it’s gone
Oh well, no matter, I flushed this one
Oh well, no matter, it’s dead
Oh well, no matter, well, until another one shows its ugly head.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
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1 comment:
everyone is right, you should be blogging and sharing your words with all of us. Great subject, we probably all feel the same about cockroaches. Welcome friend
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