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You Fancy Bugs In Iambs, You --

Full All Dressed Up and Going Nowhere! "Approximately 10 quintillion insects reside on Earth -- in addition to billions of squirming humans." -- a stink bug by any other name * * * My feet yet crawl to each fine free-for-all, each slugfest plus each ugly bugly baaall . . . wheeeeeeeeeeeeere bugs can jitterbug full on demand! or boogie, bebop, hop, or cut a rug! or strum a banjo down in Cotton Land! or blow on any jug with any slug! yeeeeeeeeeeeeet rock a concert out at each new gig! or sing a cabaret with a beret! or holler Pagliacci in a wig! or croon a tune and croon it their own way! stiiiiiiiiiiiiill paint a modern abstract when in debt! or Herod Hamlet or a Hamlet ham! or method act and truly break a sweat! or be the punning sonneteer "I am"! or in a buggy G-string find romaaance -- with daddy long-legged love in antsy paaaaaaaaaaaaants! * * * a dedication of Respect for the Pain of eight billion bugs to later -- or sooner -- be squashed a revolving helios rhyme menippean satire on the beauty of the world! the paragon of pests! january, 2023 -- each second being hatched yet five brand-new baby insects right here on planet bug