Bug Stomping

July 11, 2015 - Poetry

I squashed a bug, smash.
Gross huh. It was cool, squash.
Another one bit the dust, wipe.
There go two more in one big swipe.
Hurry, kill another two or three
before someone steps on you or me.

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