Bedbugs

My friend showed some bedbugs he had in a sealed container
I've seen cockroaches, but these little monsters filled me with dread
Not that cockroaches don't fill me with dread
But this was on another level
Bedbugs were hitching rides on his clothes either from hotel rooms
Or from work where he sleeps on couches
Either way once a few get into your house
They can multiply from a few to around five hundred in a year
By the time you realize you have a problem it is too late
The only real way to get rid of them
Is to heat the inside of your home to around 160 degrees farenheit
This costs around five thousand dollars
I've never had bedbugs
I hope I never will!
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Posted: Feb 2018
About this poem:
Bedbugs when they are engorged on your blood can get to as big as the head on a Lincoln penny. They usually feed at night when you are asleep and crawl back to their hiding spots the rest of the day.

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Comments (1)

Akeldama40
Not very poetic. Nor entertaining for the ladies here. Apparently you are running out of ideas.
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