Hello everyone! Well, having these pantry moths is not exactly fun, it’s actually expensive and a lot of work! However, it did bring out some comical aspects too, and I often laugh at things even when it’s not really fun. Okay, I’m odd that way. But this poem came from this present infestation of these moths. I hope you enjoy!
They’re on the ceiling, on the wall,
They’re on my chair, and that’s not all.
In the cupboard and on the floor,
And hanging all around the door.
On my pillow and in my bed,
When I sleep they crawl on my head.
They like to hide around the drapes,
And even crawl among the grapes.
In the oatmeal, in the flour,
Finding dozens every hour.
In my pots and in my coffee,
And that does not go well with me!
They’re in my food and in my cup,
But NO, I’m just not giving up!
© 2019 Steve McLeod.