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!