O thou Marmorated Brown who dost seek
shelter from the coming winter’s freeze,
Who alights upon my curtain drawn and dost reek
when trampled on. Away damned vermin, I bid thee please.
Thou art not permitted here! Not now nor then nor next week!
Away, thou armored pest, away from crevice and crack in door.
Here I spy thee, I spy thee there, I spy thee in my kitchen sink.
O noxious bug hailed from the east, in every home thou cause a stink.
Come, O welcomed winter chill assail this bane I so abhor.
(c) 2010 Darby Fitzpatrick
From hell's heart I stomp on thee!
ReplyDeleteThere's a particular irony that on my browser, the stink bug curse appears right next to the morning offering!
ReplyDeleteI just vacuumed up 40-50 of the critters and lit the scented candles!
Rosemary
What beautiful verse for such a horrible creature! :o)
ReplyDeleteI love this. You are so talented for poetry and prose! I've been hearing a good bit about these creatures but have only seen a few in our house. No more than other years. Don't know why? Maybe there IS something good about that Charlotte. Could she be killing them?
ReplyDeletewow..nice poem you've created, well I really hate stink bugs, they really are pain in my head.
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