A Roach Will Encroach
Ralph the roach
Is of a devilish kind
He will forever encroach
Upon all that he finds
He will sample your food
When you're not aware
He will think you rude
If you don't want to share
He loves to sneak around
Surprise is his favorite game
He won't make a sound
To scare you is his aim
He waits on the ceiling
As you take your shower
He grins in excited feeling
Ready to make you cower
Then he launches himself down
As you scream and slip on the soap
You see his flash of brown
And throw your shampoo bottle, feeling like a dope
You grab the shower curtain
Trying not to fall
If you got him, you're not certain
You're really quite appalled
Suddenly he runs through your feet
And you do a crazy dance
He will never admit defeat
He will surely escape if he has the chance!
You throw your washrag at him
Your conditioner and towel too
It seems the little beast can swim
Though you try to drown him, shouting, “Shoo!”
By then water is spraying everywhere
And Ralph the roach is laughing in glee
It's become such a nightmare
As he takes the opportunity to flee
But one day he'll return
Why would he leave a place so fun?
He knows you'll never learn
That a roach's job is never done!
Copyright © Aimee Mazzone | Year Posted 2011
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