eaproach
If I was nimble
Like this roach
I wouldn't bother
To ride in coach
I'd keep my figure
As I flit
&
Visit friends
Both near and far
I'd grow my leg hairs
Nice an long
Swing my feelers
To a song
Comb through cupboards
look for crumbs
Place my lips on on all their jars
Outwear my welcome
&
Be a star
If I was nimble like this roach.....
