Bedbugs are making a comeback.
From their box-spring bases,
They rise and attack,
Biting the sleepers in various places...
Bedbugs bloodthirsty, on-track
To becoming famous,
After being considered dead,
And subjugated,
They will become targets, instead,
Relegated
To being chemically eliminated.
But cockroaches have always been here,
Hiding under someplace near,
Waiting for the lights to go out,
Then conduct their forage roundabout,
Hurrying, scurrying, they don't fight,
They don't bite,
And are sure to outlast,
The giants above, as days turn to night.
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