Almost done with breakfast,
got startled as you shreaked
begged me kill the cockroach
under the table please.
As I stood, knife in hand
searched for the intruder
Stepped on the evil thing
smashed, squished, and crackled so
the sound of frying egg
“I killed it with a knife.
That’s truthful, isn’t it?
Misleading, but valid.”
I saw the insect’s kin,
the corner of the room,
A whimper, “You humans!
Your words hide cowardice.
By an assassin's Crocs
My dear daddy is dead.
My mother will be shocked.”
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