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Somebody Help, Infestation.

Man these things are
so aggravating
I walk into the kitchen
and they look like a
dark cloud hovering
over the horizon

I know they came here
because of an unnoticed,
rotten, five pound sack
of potatoes
But that was weeks ago
and they've now over-stayed
they're invitation

It started with just a few
buzzing around my head
Individuals, loners now
they've procreated and
multiplied into one of the
ten fucking plagues

How do they even copulate,
they look like one of those
black dot floaters that you
see before your eyes
If I was that little I don't
think I'd get any ass or
have any kids, I'd be a sad
man out of gas

But these fuckers are
god-damned resilient
One of mother-natures die-hard
pro-creative miracles

I've tried everything to
annihilate them, from the
bug strips which now looks
solid black blowing with
the a.c vent
To spray which when it makes
contact I watch them fall in
a spiral-like pattern like
a, "Black Hawk Down,"

Oh well maybe there's a reason
for them being here
But whatever it is, I don't give
a shit and wish that they would
dis-a-fucking-pear
Written by hungrypan74 (Dantalyon)
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