Stink Bugs

Stinkbugs, stinkbugs,

Crawling everywhere.

Walking cross the counters,

Climbing up a chair.

They’re hanging in my kitchen.

I’ve never seen such gall.

And there they go, some other ones,

Are scaling up that wall.

Look, there’s another one,

Sitting in my sink.

I try to send him down the drain.

Can’t squish him cuz he’ll stink.

Now they’re hiding in the corners

So, I go to get my broom,

And find them in the crevices

In every single room.

There’s a bug, inching his way

Across a window blind.

I never know just where they’ll be

Or how many more I’ll find.

Now they’re in the bathroom,

Playing in the tub.

Come on in they seem to say,

And join the stinkbug club!

When I think the war is over,

And open up the door,

Those nasty bugs swoop in with friends,

So now there’s even more!

There was a time I’d set them free.

But in my house, they want to be.

They like it here, so I’ve been told.

They want it warm and hate the cold.

Sorry guys, I’ve no bad intent,

But there’s something I must say.

You’re way too smelly for this nose,

So, I can’t let you stay.

Down the toilet or sink you’ll go

And I've one more word for you.

Let your buddies know as well,

It's goodbye, adios, adieu!