Perspectives of the Bugged

by ST, early 80’s

I used to like potato bugs,
But now they infest our basement rug.
They used to tickle me as they crawled on my skin;
Now I hate them, kith and kin.
Their rolling in a ball was then a fascination,
Now enemies all, I favor their extinction.

Published by Emerging Bird

When life seems like a broken egg, something amazing may emerge.

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