Terrorist Roach From Hell

I spied a terrorist roach wearing a happy smile, on a soiled dinner plate He crawled fearlessly upon roasted chicken scraps after hubby and I ate All that remained on mine was a greasy pile of fatty skin and bones The rotisserie poultry’s delectable meaty insides were now almost gone This smug, blackbeetle demon from hell Was attracted to my meal by its fowl smell No longer terrified of me or humankind Was this stupid bug completely blind? Most cockroaches scurry when I turn on the kitchen light Not this one, for he just giggled upon my approaching sight His antennae were wiggling at that yummy morsel of food And let me tell you, it was MMM…MMM…GOOD!!!   I screamed at the top of my shrill vocal chords “Kill that grubby vermin; hurry, there are hordes!!” Hubby was asleep and snoring, head to feet warm and snug Leaped out of bed to terminate a swarm of creepy water bugs He heard my restless shrieks, came to my aid Told me to shut my beak and quit being afraid For the sneaky pests would hear me and run away They don’t like to come out to play during the day The ill-fated arthropod still stood on my plate of delicious chicken At those fleshy bird parts, this satanic bug was so blissfully pickin’ Then my old man snuck up and terminally squished the disgusting thing What freshly borne biological warfare germs would the bloodsucker bring? Aside that nocturnal thigh and breastmeat-eating evildoer that so daringly defied More devilish beasts like him scampered, lurking in the dark, I sat down and cried Scared of hominids, hidden in murky nooks and crannies, corners damp and secure Behind the counter was a fortress for smirking Osama, in the radiator by the door Encroaching foxy culprits found a cozy niche near the floor vent for heat Like the rich but crazed Taliban insects, squirmy and amazingly hard foes to defeat 'Til we located a secret route to the enemy's underground maze of unmarked caves Trapped in toxic, narcotic-tainted Roach Motel boxes, soon to become permanent graves © 3/26/02, 3/11/04 SmSYES, this all happened recently!!  Though I may have exaggerated just a TEENSY bit. Written April 6th, 2002 © on Apr 05 2002 05:04 PM PST, Sheryl Marcia Schwartz   14 • 10 • 7