To Houston Roaches
Roaches, roaches, why are you in such a rush?
Born yesterday, a father by dusk,
A grandpa by dawn, generations in a gush.
Roaches, roaches, why are you so sly?
Creeping through the darkness, silent as a sigh,
By daylight you vanish, no matter how hard I try.
Roaches, roaches, in the busy summer, my life’s focus has become you.
I diligently clean the house, because of you.
I wash dishes every day, because of you.
I spend one day each week cooking all seven days’ meals, then immediately deep-clean, because of you.
I constantly search for information about you, studying your habits, because of you.
I learned how to make roach bombs, because of you.
I’ve tried every chemical there is, because of you.
Oh roaches, roaches, roaches,
You even appear in my dreams!
Roaches, croakers, little warriors, why do you have so many nicknames?
Don’t you know, you’ve become the nightmare of billions of people.
Tiny body, big dreams.
Your life is short but tenacious.
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