My MAN: Baghdad Bob!”
I Am Become Death: Destroyer of Tiny Worlds.
Bugs were a huge problem for us in Basra, Iraq. There were big bugs, small bugs, flying bugs, crawling bugs, creeping bugs, biting bugs, fighting bugs, suicide bomber bugs, and worst of all: No-See’um bugs. (I love bugs: please read Queendom )
Then every day at precisely 1600hrs,
BUGMAN!
“Here I come to savvve the day!!!”
Mister Bugman
Sung to the tune ‘Mister Sandman”
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bug, bug, bug, bug, bug
bug, bug, bug, bug, bug
bug, bug, bug, bug, bug
Mr. Bugman, save us from screams
(bug, bug, bug, bug, bug)
Kill all those bugs that we’ve ever seen
Credit: The Chordettes.
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(bug, bug, bug, bug, bug)
Give them a tank of poison and smoker
(bug, bug, bug, bug, bug)
Then tell them their buggy nights are over
Bugman, Now I’m so alone
Don’t have no bugs to crawl in my home
Please turn off your smoky beam
Mr. Bugman, bring us a scream
bug, bug, bug, bug, bug
Mr. Bugman, don’t save us from screams
Bring back those bugs, the cutest we’ve seen
Give them the word that we’ll not roll over
Then tell them their lonesome nights are over
bug, bug, bug, bug, bug
Mr. Bugman bring back our screams
(Yes)
Give them six eyes with a come-hither green
Give them six legs like bugs Versace
And lots of wavy hairs like Liber-auntsy
Mr Bugman, someone to scold
(Someone to scold)
Would be so peachy before we’re too old
So please turn off your poison beam
Mr Bugman, bring us, please, please, please
Mr bugman, bring us our screams
bug, bug, bug, bug, bug…
‘Cause now we miss the bugs an’ we’re bored…
I haven’t seen 6 a.m. in some years. Thanks for stopping by at such an ungodly hour. And thanks for commenting.
–Lance
this was my 6AM first of the day read. Loved it. Laughing is a great way to start any day. And, being in Florida, I can certainly relate. A Palmetto bug is and always will be just a giant roach.
Hey Mad Annie, Good Morning.
Thanks for the gigglesnort! Have a great day.
gigglesnort. What a way to start the day! Thanks, my friend. I SO needed that laugh.
🙂
Not yet……it would spoil the fun. You don’t need a therapist, you need at outlet and it is electrical indeed.
I should call my therapist…
Hahahaha
Thank you Teela.
hahahahhahahahahahha, repetitive I know, but priceless. I needed that.
Imagination run amuck. That is too funny.
Thanks for participating in my silliness.
hahahahahahahah