Dear Stink Bug.!
Yu march across the table,
so tall, so proud.
Acting as if yu have a voice
booming loud. But yu have no power!
Your a bug can't yu see? Your tiny and
scrawny to which most ppl wud agree.
Yur so brave, so free, kinda funny really.
Here comes the squish of a shoe
as i franticly try to be rid of yu. One hit,
now yur dead. Yur smaller and squished,
blood en guts smeared around yu.
Yur legs have gone a miss.
Yur corpse jus lay there, lifeless and dead.
Yu shudnt have marched tall and proud, yur
no more than a bother. Yu didn't possibly have
power yur a bug dnt yu see? If yu had been
smart, yu wudnt have challeneged me.
(sry I got lazy with my typing...)
Copyright © Mary Toungett | Year Posted 2010
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