Little bug still alive
I swatted you twice where you lie!
Now on your back
with legs kicking in the air!
How can something so small, be alive?
I see your trying to right yourself
so I'll give you a little bug helping hand.
But when I did you gave me a bite!
should have left you were my swat
on your back had you land!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem