Bed Bugs

Don’t like they way they crawl,
From under my sheets before the dawn,
Emerging when I sleep, biting my feet,
If I catch you I’ll show you my claws.

Bloodsucking, little and slow,
Hiding away while you grow,
Wish you would come when I’m awake,
So I could squash your legs for show.

Your bites won’t even draw tears,
So don’t mistake this challenge for fear,
Come on out, I won’t bite like you,
I’ll be waiting here.

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