050610b Bugs On My Myrtle Poem by Manonton Dalan

japanese bug converge at myrtle tree
with a shade of bright green over grey
voracious for their sizes i should say
they piggy back over friendly maybe
i couldn't do that the whole day rising
in true life i distance myself from them

i see them all summer; when they shed
their shell, if you're patient you can pick
could be an ornament on your earring
oh! yes they could fly a distance i saw
they make plant miserable; they nibble
they have buggy smell close to terrible