Creative Writing Poetry

Sweep – Daily Word Prompt

Love Bug (I Don’t Clean Up Well)

Over there
Under that rug
Lives an assassin bug

He also chills in my coffee mug
Says he’s harmless, like a ladybug
What do I know – shrug

I came home late one night
to catch him in my bed sleeping
Caught off guard, I started weeping
He wakes up and says, “Calm down, alright.”
“I’ll go back under the rug – out of sight.”

He scares away my dates
Tells me he’s my best mate
Sometimes we play Crazy Eights
and listen to Dire Straits

Hmmm, what more can I say
I don’t go out anymore anyway
Assassin Bug, my new bae

Feature Photo Credit: congerdesign from Pixabay

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Shawn L. Bird

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