At first it
appeared
Immediately
I feared
Backwards I
steered
'Twas creepy
and weird
Its death
when I thought
Let-live or
die, dilemma it brought
So, moral
justice I sought
It brings
fear and distraught
To myself I
taught
Must kill
it, with myself I fought
I ran down
the stairs
There,
beside the chairs
Found
Baygon, its death weapon
This will
send it straight to heaven
I came back
to the spot
Stared at it
a lot
Prayed to
the god
And sprayed,
the death shot
Immediately,
it ran violently
I kept
spraying constantly
It ran some
more abruptly
But death
caught on, consequently
There it lay,
in front of me
I kneeled
down to see
Prayed for
it, again to thee
Waited for
its life to flee
Took so long
that I couldn't wait
Time was
midnight, already late
Put a paper
under its weight
Threw it out
and sealed its fate.
