The cockroaches, spiders, mosquitoes, flies and ants, <br />Monsters! there is very little that they can't. <br />I have seen them in the kitchen, toilet, bedroom and hall, <br />Strolling, dancing, trecking on the floor and the wall. <br /> <br />They dont seem to be ever ashamed of their deeds, <br />Have warned and threatened but they dont seem to pay any heed. <br />Finally I gave up and called in pest control, <br />Killing these dare devils seemed to be their goal. <br /> <br />So when I go to the toilet tonight, won't be welcomed by any of these on the seat, <br />No self invited bugs in the kitchen, no, not even those who put up with the heat. <br /> <br />For once I will put my feet up and soak up the sun, <br />Lets these men in jumpers take over and see the fun. <br />Ah bliss, oh the weather, see that tiny little hole, <br />Nope, no surprises going to come out to torture my soul. <br /> <br />I am ruthless today, playing terminator to the hilt, <br />Am determined to get rid of these crawlers, who have no guilt. <br />For years they have invaded and rampaged my house like goons, <br />Finally their time is up, whether they shout or croon. <br /> <br />This will be a massacre not a small kill, <br />And for this I will gladly pay the bill.<br /><br />Soma Mukherjee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-a-killing-spree/
