Warning Squatters

Warning Squatters short poem

If you come into my home at night
Thinking you are out of sight

I have no compassion for you or your kind
Even if you’re excited with what you may find

You may think you deserve life on this earth
But I find you have too grandiose a worth

From creature lover, vegetarian
I will become your barbarian

With your promises of allergic rashes
My only desire is to send you to ashes

You may live for a week without your head
But I am not willing to wait, I want you dead

You’ve dodged the maze of naphthalene balls
And all other anti-cockroach pitfalls

Do not cross me, my feet or my fears
I do not consider you one of nature’s little dears

Run if you see me, I’ll give you a head start
I will freeze at first, with extreme beating of heart

But be clear, critters, you are not welcome in these lands
I will always ensure with outstretched hands,
You will die.

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Funny and endearing this take on the pests that infest our homes..Nice job @Jen_Marsden!


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