The
back drain cover
The
dark of shadow
Locked
by screwing lever
It
is where the unwelcome pests hide
The
world of its own
In
the dark hole the pests thrive
Living
on the crumbs
They
are grateful to live by
The
neighbours uncleanliness
It
makes the pests multiply quickly
In
the dark of shadow
Nobody
really wants to open
Once
it is open
The
spraying of insecticide
The
running scared pests
Big
and small fleeing quickly
The
rain of the chemical
The
big and small pests
The
hiding hole of fire
They
flee but die
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