Cockroaches Poem by Mark Leash

Cockroaches



it's getting warm
and the roaches are starting to come out
and play
just like those summer nights
where we would run away from them
laughing and accidentaly stepping on them
and now it's getting warm
and when I see a roach
i walk past by it
and there is no harm done

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