The beetle which gets under my skin.

There is this beetle on the wall
and it’s going to give me a sleepless tonight.
I’m certain it is not a lady
with black polka dots and red
(else I would’ve nothing to fear)
but a corrosive hardened green which creeps me out
and when it creeps on my wrist
I will be washing my hands in the sink
To ward off the fear and stink
And the rest of the night
it’s going to be a Boogeyman under my bed.
I just can’t get out this thought out of my head.
You beetle, who makes me sweat in the damp night
I’ll find you and I’ll step on you
And I’ll be strong again.

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