Bugs

I’m a goofy guy and I like to eat bugs
Creepy, crawly, I think they are just so ugs

They live in corners and underneath my bed
I think they are gone but they are all up in my head

They drive me nuts and keep me up at night 
I cover up because they always put up a fight

They sleep all day and come out every night
They don’t eat my food, but I still lose my appetite

The big ones are so big and nasty
When I catch them, sometimes they are so tasty

Some nights we all have ourselves a party
Wake up hung over, now they are so ugly

On the wall, just want to run, stupid little bug
Sometimes I think I just need a hug

Stupid bugs
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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