When I see insects I don't know
Which of the crowd Is friend or foe?
Which moths are fond of eating clothes
Only its friend, the moth God knows.
The pesky things come in at night
From miles away they see our light
We open windows for ventilation
And turn into an insect station
Some small insects have bitten me
They treat me like I'm family
Obliged to give them lunch and tea
A tasty feast timeless and free
I need to leave more vital tasks
The web gives answeres when I ask
I learned a very simple fact
Flower perfume , I thought attracts
Adoring men to me and you
Alas attracts the insects too
Insects don't leave when I tell them
I need to scare them off with lemon
Lemons taste sour, and insects learn
One sniff's enough , they won't return.
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