It Crawled
I saw it crawling on the wall
I followed as it crawled down the hall
I watched as it crawled cross the floor
It turned and headed toward the door
I raised my foot, I brought it down
And heard that crunching, popping sound
It hit my heart, it cut it sore
To think this thing would crawl no more
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