First thing this morning I squashed a bug
Crawling across the bathroom floor
Not me, the bug, crawling I mean
A little black spot, but moving, with legs
I saw him in my peripheral vision
And made a split-second decision
Caught in the light, the little devil
Read my mind and made his break
Fleeing towards darkness and cover
Scrambling for a crack between
The bathtub and the cabinet
Not realizing it was already over
His kind has survived since prehistoric times
Seen species and epochs come and go
But this morning this one met his match
My foot shot out lightning fast
His time on Earth came to an end
He breathed his last
I sent him on his merry way
To meet his ancestors in bug Heaven
or Hell, regardless, doesn't matter
It's done, and let it be known
Throughout all Bugdom, near and far
My space is strictly insect free
No exceptions, read the sign
Transgressions punishable by death
No bugs allowed
Especially where I take my bath
Vamoose, begone, get out
Or face my wrath
