I don't like critters
Especially those that crawl
I like antiseptic disinfectants
Used profusely in my hall
Call the exterminator
I see a weird bug with teeth
I will faint and I will die
If someone doesn't clear this filth
Squash it with grief
It's exoskeleton is infirm
I'd vomit now if it's not gone
I get sick with germs
Will the gods not notice this
How dare they sleep at the wheel
Can I not have the dignity of diet
Will I have to make it a meal
It's too large for one gulp
But I won't shred it into bits
I'll carve out the tender flesh
I'll throw my vituperative fits
Yes you will feel my blind wrath
This is the end of your little loop
My puke will make you blind
Will paralyze your legs like goop
And might I add I'll sing a shrill song
As the acid cleans your skin
I'll try to make it short and sweet
My short and sweet kin
