centipede

today alison and i found a centipede in our room.  we tried to kill it by throwing a full container of juice at it.  it slipped away and even the maintenance guy (who heard our screams from the hallway) could not find it.  he even used his high tech metal flashlight.  then we took all of our belongings out from under our beds and vacuumed.  no dice.  i wrote some poetry to get that bad boy out.  slam poetry if you will.

centipede centipede get out of our room
centipede centipede you're going to meet your doom
centipede centipede you are big and scary
centipede centipede you are not a fairy
centipede centipede i don't like you one bit
centipede centipede i'll catch you with a mitt
centipede centipede you have too many legs
centipede centipede i hope you didn't lay eggs
centipede centipede please leave us alone
centipede centipede you make me want to groan.