Killing Beasties Poem by Randy McClave

She says that she will not kill a mouse
Even if it's running rampant in her house,
Though it is a nasty diseased ridden pest
It's still a creation of God, on a scavenging quest.

Upon a fly she will not ever use a swatter
Even though it's just a tiny, filthy, nasty squatter,
Though it's a nuisance and it contaminates the food
To kill it would be an evil, and unto all angel's rude.

If she ever sees a bug crawling upon the floor
She will not step on it, she'll just toss it out the door,
Even though it's a sickening, tainted little creature
They all have a right to live, as quoted by her preacher.

She believes that all of God's entities deserve to live
Even if a fright and a disease is all that they can give
But, if an immigrant or Muslim ever catches her eye
Sinfully she hopes that they suffer, and then die.

Randy L. McClave