The Cockroach
He has no antennea nor does he have wings he loves dark places between womanly things His legs aren't hairy his chest is close but hairy bugs sometimes are really pretty gross Roach motel don't stop 'em Raid doesn't kill 'em dead He doesn't scurry across the floor to get under your bed The phone rings all night long He doesn't have a clue That she's had more than enough her time for him is due Conversations on the line make them sigh and moan last thing that is said "Cockroach,get off the phone". Nuclear war won't kill 'em No sir, Step on them freakin' twice, they still begin to stir God help us all when they start to infest Living together? surely, you jest. Written March 4th, 2002 © on Mar 03 2002 03:18 PM PST 0 • 10
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"He has no antennea..."