David McLansky

Veteran Poet - 1,564 Points (5/24/1944 / New York City)

rifff On Eileen's Mighty Insect - Poem by David McLansky

Oh horrid horrid humans!
Quickly run and hide!
All soft and fleshy creatures
With their outside bones inside;

They lack a noble carapace
And move on just two limbs
The're soft and mushy faced
Lacking mandibles and wings;

Be glad you're born an insect
And not a human being
For humans have no respect
For creatures that are peeing.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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  • (5/6/2014 11:23:00 AM)

    Haha! Cute poem! Although I'm not a big fan of the Creator's littlest creatures! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 6, 2014

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