Oh, Those Nasty Critters!A Poem by Bob BPreparing the house for fumigation Isn't fun at all. But it's also distressful to know That termites have paid a call.
At first there is no evidence. "Life is grand," you say. Then you discover that throughout your house Termites are chomping away.
"Eek!" you scream. "Those NASTY critters! How dare they incommode This household! Look at how they are Destroying our humble abode!"
How dreadful that in our sanctuaries These blasted insects lurk! Removing or double-bagging food Is a lot of work.
Not only food, it's cough drops, meds-- Whatever can be ingested-- That must be taken care of when Your domicile is infested.
If you lived in an igloo, then You would NOT be dealt A termite problem, but global warming Would make your igloo melt.
Also, where would you put your router? Each electronic device Might not be compatible Surrounded by all that ice.
What about a house of glass? Maybe that would be good. A house of steel? A house of stones? Anything but wood!
If all the termites living on Earth-- Parents, daughters, and sons-- Were put on a scale, they'd weigh four hundred Forty-five MILLION tons!
Humans would weigh 350 Million tons if we Were all put on a scale together. That would be fun to see!
So, you can see that we're outnumbered. The termites are in command. Will we win, or will those little Bugs get the upper hand?
If we fail to act right now, The damage will keep getting worse. Maybe termites are helpful in nature; For us they are a curse.
Preparing the house for fumigation: What a pain in the rear! I can't wait till it's over and we Can hear the words "ALL CLEAR!"
-by Bob B (4-14-24) © 2024 Bob B |
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Added on April 15, 2024 Last Updated on April 15, 2024 |