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Bugs on my face

Posted by Ado on January 21, 2015 at 5:30 PM

Here is a poem I found on the web. I don't know who wrote it so SORRY to the author but I thought it was very smart.

Bugs On My Face

Wind in my hair and dawn on my brow
Fresh air and freedom and no one around
All to myself this glorious morn
The new day’s cool breath is starting to warm
Just one caveat I’m learning to hate
The ocean’s cool spray is salted to taste
And I’m not alone,

I got bugs on my face

There’re June bugs and May flies
On summer’s wind ride
God knows when they‘re born
Now I know when they died
A cornucopia of natures waste
Protein rich and vitamin laced
A moment of silence for the sacrifice,

That’s made this day by the bugs on my face

There are moths and mosquitoes, uniramia all
The study of insects in academia hall
Up close and personal I'd have taken a class
And sought other ways to mount them on glass
Pinned them neat and evenly spaced
Gently placed in a trophy case
The marvelous beauty,

Of the bugs on my face

Marooned on an isle or imprisoned perhaps
I’d be more receptive to musical whaps
Of marinade morsels smack on my lips
Providing pate and natural dip
Pull up beside, I’ll set you a place
Plenty to share, so grab a full plate
Please help yourself,

To the bugs on my face

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Reply Andy 'Macca' McCann
3:50 AM on January 22, 2015 
Yes Ado ... I can just see you searching the web for the perfect poem. lol
But you don't need to brush it off so easily ... you wrote 'Bugs on my Face' didn't you? Special place in my psyc for the odd poem.