| I went to bed but did not stay.
I left post haste, and did not pay. You wonder what came over me? Look in the lamp and you will see. A hundred bed bugs bold, and bad, As fierce as soldiers of Bag Dad, Appalled my heart with consternation. Behold their fate! Incineration. Ten thousand strong, armed cap-a-pie, Then o'er me thronged with blood in eye, Assaulting me with mal intent; So up and out of that I went. I'm fond of sociability, And yet in choosing company, To share my hearth, I must insist On leaving bed bugs off my list. __Colfax Burgoyne Harman |
Poems Of Sentiment
Colfax Burgoyne Harman
(Valley Falls, Kansas: Harman Publishing. 1905)
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