Mother Nature's such a joker-
Everywhere I've lived, or been
Many legged creatures lurking
And I have never been their friend.
My smile will freeze and people think
That I'm unfriendly or affronted
It's just I think those buzzing insects
It must be me, that they're hunting.
Many outings have had bad ends
When flying hornets feel free to pass
On all sides of my spineless body
And even drink from my own glass.
A good nights sleep is oft aborted
When upon the mattress waits
A little cockroach, whispers stirring
I feel as if I'm just the bait.
I never paid much heed to spiders
Till one bit me; it was not funny
Off to the doctor I was forced
The price was high, in pain and money.
When people say, dont be so silly
I just let their words go by
There's scorpions, ticks, and centipedes
And don't forget, the exotic blow-fly.
I wish that all those bugs would go
Leave the ground here, and the air:
There's been some big mistake I know
My home world, should not be theirs.
There's so much talk of alien life;
Are they coming..should we fear?
I can tell you beyond all doubt:
The aliens are already here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a really good poem. I like it. great job =)