A Poem for Georgians (or any southern state, really)


A Georgia Poem
Bless this house, oh Lord we cry.
Please keep it cool in mid-July.
Bless the walls where termites dine,
While ants and roaches march in time.
Bless our yard where spiders pass
Fire ants’ castles in the grass.
Bless the garage, a home to please
Carpenter beetles, ticks and fleas.
Bless the love bugs, two by two,
The gnats and mosquitoes that feed on you.
Millions of creatures that fly or crawl,
In Georgia, Lord,
You’ve put them all.
But this is home, and here we’ll stay,
So, thank you, Lord, for insect spray!
~Anonymous

For those familiar with bug posts, this will make much more sense…

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