Bugging Out
Richard
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I woke up one fine morning, feeling something strange,
______ down at my new body, oh, this is quite ______ change,
Legs a-wiggle, shell a-shine, I’m not sure how ______ cope,
Living life as a giant bug, there’s really ______ hope.
I’m bugging out, bugging out, in this crazy ______ world,
With my antennae up, my plans unfurled,
I’m ______ out, bugging out, trying to get along,
Who knew ______ insect’s life could inspire a song?
The cat’s indifferent, ______ dog’s afraid, Mum’s clutching at her pearls,
Dad’s got ______ broom, and Grete’s fainting, it’s a rollercoaster whirl,
Tried ______ text my boss, told him I’d be late,
Ended ______ with pizza, oh, life’s a twist of fate.
I’m ______ through the chat rooms, looking for my kin,
Found ______ toaster transformation, but no one quite like me within,
______ call with colleagues, they’re laughing, can’t believe,
I might ______ a giant bug, but I still know how to grieve.
Scuttling ‘cross the floorboards, dodging every broom,
Avoiding all ______ sunlight, I prefer the darkened gloom,
Work’s a lost endeavour, my boss left quite a note,
But I’m adjusting ______ this new life, even if remote.
So here’s to metamorphosis, in this digital age,
Living life as a giant bug, on my very own stage,
I’m bugging out, bugging out, making my own way,
Learning to embrace this life, ______ what may.