Underground

It's dark in here Dead boring too My neighbours don't talk much I'm floating in a puddle Of putrefied juices That have percolated Through the billion Pores of my back It stinks in here No ventilation at all A persistent Hard-shelled beetle Has been trying to enter My ass-hole For the last half-hour He's beginning to bug me Wish I could clench My ass-cheeks And squish the bugger But, I'm helpless I just have to lie There and take it Endure the centipedes Millipedes, slithering Burrowing, across my Brain, from left ear To right, feeding On my mind Won't be long Till they start on my mind How the hell Am I supposed to Rest in peace? More like ...piece by piece That beetle has given up On my sphincter Whew.... Wait a minute He's scurrying Towards my balls.