033010i Anything Close Would Be Eaten Poem by Manonton Dalan

coleman gas lamp so bright
attracts all kinds of insects
some get zap and perish,
bounce crawl on your legs,
fluttering with broken wings
still keep coming to the light
won't be wasted, ants will eat
then will inject acid on your feet

you'll be whining with those welts
curse those critters with much hate
have you thought you're on their way
their feeding ground, insectonomy
well if you just give them a place to play
you won't be scratching your legs honey