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Ants and flies and red things too,
Flying, crawling, in my shoe!
I swat and I crush and I spray with Raid,
But they always come back, never afraid.
Ants in the kitchen but I cannot light a torch,
Red things crawling outside all over my back porch.
Flies buzzing about my head,
Oh I wish they all were dead!
Summer brings the crawlies and the flying things too,
I squirm and I skeeve and I cry BOO HOO!