There are bugs about
with many legs
beneath the rocks
and in the dregs,
They’ve eyes that look
both here and there
some have wings
and move by air,
Don’t let them nest
upon your lunch
make sure of every
tasty crunch,
Have some juice
to wash them down
should one slip past
just hope they drown.
that should have been tossed out.
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