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The Bug Zapper

Swing like a tennis pro Swoosh as badminton flow Dance and twril as you whirl The magic bug zapper racket See a bug I fling to attack it Keep that button down Brave electric courrent sound Die little insect die Goodbye you nasty fly Mosquito a crisp bye bye No wasp or mean bee Better never threaten me If I hear a buzzing sound Now I can hold my ground Armed with my bug zapper in hand I am in command, Mother Nature understands Slap a roach on the wall Poor spider no place to crawl Any bug I see Sting them before they sting me To the strong the world belongs Total power gives you calm Tiny vermin a slap a pat A tush moving swoosh A graceful wave a playful swing In my hand my bug zapper I cling Slight twist of the wrist bugs burn crisp Now my space a bliss Gone all tiny pest Bug zapper I could kiss As burnt lip and fringe hair confess

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 4/15/2018 6:08:00 PM
lol Fritz, keep the zapper for the bugs and not to whack yourself in the face over your success at eliminating these pesky critters. sure made me smile as our friend has one of these and it looks like a tennis racquet - next stop will be Wimbledon!
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Fritz Purdum
Date: 4/16/2018 5:28:00 AM
Thank you, glad you liked it.

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