Friday, August 10, 2012

Bug Hell.

Bugs don't last long here.


 They get picked up.


 They get rolled up.


They get train rides.


They struggle to flip back over.


Bugs, maybe you should just steer clear of here. 
We don't scream and run away from you. 
We scream and run toward you.
Then we play with you till your dead. 
And toss you in the garbage.
It's not a good life.

1 comment:

Elizabeth said...

I love that the bugs get train rides! So funny. Poor bugs.