I Ate That Roach
(This is a fictional poem)
Last week I tried to get out of paying for a meal.
But when it backfired, I became quite ill.
I put a dead roach in the plate right after the waiter brought the food.
It would've been better if I had put the roach in the plate when I was through.
When I realized that I ate it, I refunded my lunch.
While I was eating, I wondered what made that loud crunch.
I made a decision after I ate at that bar and grill.
I'll never again try to get out of paying for a meal.
Copyright © Randy Johnson | Year Posted 2007
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