expecting me to clean my house out under my fridge I found the roach bug they were eating my potatoes they even got to raise a fambly
it aint no failing I just want `em out I live in filth and now I want `em out they dont even hep me to pay my rent they even eat the cash I hadn`t spent
the son of bum aint like a stink bug they aren`t like the rolly pollies they dont behave like a cicada but there better than the crab bug
if I could only dream about them and bathe them in the new age light I`d put cookies in my bedroom and gladly let them spend night in my bed in my bed
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