I wonder how it got here.
It must have parasailed.
It must have crashed landed.
It’s parachute must’ve failed.
Two legs by the plughole,
Four legs by the door.
Body twitching over in the corner,
another casualty of war.
Millions of eyes watch me,
as I approach in my Army hat.
I raise today’s paper like a symbolic peace-offering,
then quickly squash him flat.
wth lmeao confused lmeaoi talk to me bout this one i think i get it Love, Melissa
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Cute, Dan! I like it! I have the opposite viewpoint in 'Swatted - A Sad Tale of Interspecies Love' 10 from me. -chuck