Scurry, scurry,
The roaches hurry
to get into position
it’s chow time again!
What’s this we see
diced carrots with peas
we crawl across the floor
seeking such delicacies and more.
Doing the backstroke in gravy
I’m a sailor in the ranch navy
scooped up in a ladle
and placed on your tray.
Wiggle, wiggle,
oh how I do giggle
to see a big bad human
So scared of us!
We finish our feast,
And go off to our nest.
Turn those lights out!
Til it’s chow time again!
