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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
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tiny creepy crawly
big eyed mini-creatures
who tiptoe across our
skin while we sleep are
not looking to give us
a disease or a horrid
sting or bite. So let us
not generalize our bugs
If you do not mind. Let
us not generalize our
stings or our bites either.
signed your own bug king.
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The bugs that come out of nowhere
can cause me to easily flinch.
In fact, I’ll jump up in the air
if I see one come just an inch.
Things creepy and crawly – KAPUT!
The bugs that come out of nowhere
will find themselves stomped by my foot.
(Spiders have not got a prayer.)
If an insect lands in my hair,
I’ll nearly jump out of my skin.
The bugs that come out of nowhere
best flee from the room that I’m in!
I’ll swat at them furiously
once they’ve given me a great scare,
for I can’t abide close to me
the bugs that come out of nowhere!
June 7, 2019
Contest: What Makes You Flinch
Sponsor: Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
I step outside to gaze up at the sky
Day by day different clouds float by
Some puffy, some wispy, others gray or white
Some set with the sun at dusk
Others stay out the whole summer night
On my block, a remarkable variety of trees
Maples, oaks, elms, evergreens my eye sees
Some older, some younger, others sturdy or frail
Each one with a story, with his very own tale.
Beneath me are grasses, herbs, weeds, vegetation
Creepy crawly bugs and insects, marvels of creation
Indoors may well be a kingly palace of comfort and ease
My home is outdoors, midst fresh air's gentle breeze
Deep in the woods lay a pile of leaves
all russet colours glinting and shining
flapping gently in the breeze like sleeves
what is there at the bottom in hiding?
I stir the pile and watch the scurrying
woodlice, beetles , a little crawly thing
a scary brown snake slithers off hissing
frighten off his meal of a tiny hatch-ling
And hidden secrets are where ever we look
turn over any stone and a host appear
what we find can depend on our outlook
if your mind's cloudy, it will be unclear
Open your eyes and see all the beauty
welcome in the visions of magic gladly
written 06/02/2013
contest Beauty
VIDEO: Hair by The Cowsills.
Scare (MY LYRICS)
She ran and hug,
Why? There's a scary bug,
They're scary and they bug and bug, bug,
The bugs are a fright,
They're scary high and low,
But don't ask me why?
Cause I don't know?
It's naught that they lack to die,
They like more of mom's pie,
Buggies,
Gimme a bug that scare,
Ugly squeamish scare,
Blindly creeping,
Freaky, ugly, crawly,
Gimme down to there,
Longer legs I don't care,
Here buggy, there buggy,
Everywhere, buggy, buggy,
Scare, scare, scare, scare,
Get it, hit it,
Long as I can kill it,
They scare!
I see them fly in the breeze,
They get caught in the trees,
In our home lots of fleas that do scare,
Home full of fleas,
A hive for the buzzing bees,
Nest for the birds,
There just no words,
For the beauty, the splendor, the wonder,
that doesn't scare,
Scare, scare, scare, scare,
Get it, hit it,
Long as I can kill it,
They scare!
They are so long, fright, creepy, fuzzy,
Cranky, stinky, and so funky,
Yucky, slippery, squirmy,
Blindly creeping,
Freaky, ugly, crawly,
Crusty, polka-dotty,
Twisty, beasty, bronzy,
Cowered, forward, a bit tacky,
Bang-up, strung-up, cutup, to confetti,
Oh, bugs can't you see,
That my eyes can see thee,
Now the scare's too short,
Down to here,
Down to there,
Down to there?
Down to where?
It stopped by itself,
Don't never have to kill it,
Cause it dropped by itself
Oh gimme a bug that scare,
Long, beastily, scare,
Blindly creeping,
Freaky, ugly, crawly,
Won't you gimme a swatter there, (scare),
Longer legs I don't care,
Here buggy, there buggy,
Everywhere, buggy, buggy,
Scare, scare, scare, scare,
Get it, hit it,
Long as I can kill it,
They scare, scare, scare, scare!
Get it, hit it,
Long as I can kill it,
They scare, scare, scare, scare,
Scare, scare, scare, scare, scare!
2022 January 20
If I was hungry I would devour that creepy thing I think.
It is something tasty that crawled out of my sink
You don’t even know what it is my friend says.
She is persnickety and picky, my pal Inez.
Look at its legs, I reply. They look tickly tasty.
Not so fast! Says the crawler. Let’s not be hasty!
Inez says “I never eat food that speaks to me.”
“I will make an exception,” I say, “That thing is free.”
Inez is not as choosy as I thought that she was.
I begin bathing the sink creature, fluffing his fuzz.
"Wait!" the crawly thing says. “That brush is too short for me!”
The second I stop, he scuttles down the drain to flee.
BUTTERFLY IN TUTU
Butterfly in tutu, deliriously delusional, bright
with spangles, tapping her wings. All knew
she was cocky with glorified golden teeth.
She followed the cockamamie caterpillar
with his root-tootie-toot-toot flute. Thoughts
of mopping up this contest after that
creepy-crawly performance. Her tutu, in
and out, in and out. Her wings of grace
up and down, up and down impeccable.
but the Operettes were up next - they were stars!
Dusk dimmed butterfly’s oscaring, dark
and darker, the glare of stars fell. The iridescent
tutu turned black, she stubbed her wings,
she spun out and crashed, and the audience
laughed……………………instead of hiding
she took a bow
12/23/2021
“B” Forms
Sponsor: Constance La France
Spider on Vase
Poor teetering thing that leeched the rim
To poise and watch the world from summit
It hiked the slope and scaled with ease
Its several legs had gained momentum
Triumphant conqueror of the peak
The hero now surveys the giants
With peripheral eyes to view
The gaping hole of one such hulk
From which was issued a thunderous sound
That made the crawly start to quake
Its fate secured within their reach
The proximal limb ready to pulp
And dash the crawly to its death
Lithe movement in its spiny legs
Takes it down the crater route
Into the vases obscure hollow
And deftly rappels the precipice
With actioned spinneret
Scarce light below that thwarts its fear
Away from gaping noisy giants
At peace to spin and weave a web
Of symmetry that knows no bounds
I am a real scaredy cat
and there's absolutely nothing that
I could do about that.
I'm scared of 'roaches
I'm scared of rats
I'm scared of spiders
and afraid of bats
I fear all arachnids
and I fear those gnats
Oh I fear all the kinds I find
of those creepy crawly brats!
And but what can I do about that?
Huh and who woudn't fear
a midnight rat-a-tat?
So I've resigned myself to being
a lifelong scaredy cat.
Yeah and I'm scared of heights
Scared of noises at night
Gah, I'm really quick to fright!
I'm scared of grasshoppers and even of dogs
Gosh there's hardly a thing that I ain't scared of.
But I admit I am a timid tigress
otherwise I'm a harmless human who don't hurt a fly
Normally just a normal lady, a humble poetess
I attack only when provoked to the limits
so as I'm a cat after all
I do show my tiger claws if the situation demands
or else I don't mind chickening out
of aggressive and foolhardy involvements.
And maybe if everybody was a coward like me
they wouldn't hurt each other with sheer brutality.
I guess for ladies it's not so bad to be
a bit more cowardly
In any case that's far better than being
a ruffian who's dastardly!
And oh, lastly but not the least
ah yes, I also greatly fear
any lustful male leer
I'd rather I'm invisible to their view
So I really find huge refuge
in the dear divine idea that exhorts me to
to drape and wrap myself from top to toe
in flowing garbs when I step outdoors
and that veiling attire does make me brave
as I feel vulnerable no more
and that's when I feel the transformation from lil kitty
into the big cats
from scaredy cat to formidable tigress
and that's when for once there's NOTHING I fear anymore! :)
as I go out veiled in soft armour from top to toe.
And I feel I can face the chauvinistic foe