Bed Bugs
Crawling everywhere
Bed Bugs
In your hair
Bed Bugs
On your bed
Bed Bugs
In your head…
Bed Bugs
They really make you itch
Then whine, moan and bitch
Bed Bugs
Like Satans minions
Creating anxiety, discomfort and unrest
Everyday picking up their mess
Bed Bugs
Hiding away
From the blazing Sun of the day
Bed Bugs…
How could it be
You’re in a poem
Like your really worthy?
All the tossing and turning
Eyes are burning
Ruminating
So what better end for you
Than 10000 degrees of unholy incineration!
Painless and satisfying are the sounds
Of instant disintegration!