Bugging Out
Richard
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. Take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Found a toaster transformation, but no one quite like me within,
Dad's got the broom, and Grete's fainting, it's a rollercoaster whirl,
Legs a-wiggle, shell a-shine, I'm not sure how to cope,
I'm bugging out, bugging out, making my own way,
Living life as a giant bug, there's really little hope.
Webcam call with colleagues, they're laughing, can't believe,
But I'm adjusting to this new life, even if remote.
Ended up with pizza, oh, life's a twist of fate.
Avoiding all the sunlight, I prefer the darkened gloom,
Living life as a giant bug, on my very own stage,
I'm zooming through the chat rooms, looking for my kin,
So here's to metamorphosis, in this digital age,
Looked down at my new body, oh, this is quite the change,
Scuttling 'cross the floorboards, dodging every broom,
With my antennae up, my plans unfurled,
The cat's indifferent, the dog's afraid, Mum's clutching at her pearls,
Work's a lost endeavour, my boss left quite a note,
I might be a giant bug, but I still know how to grieve.
I woke up one fine morning, feeling something strange,
Learning to embrace this life, come what may.
I'm bugging out, bugging out, in this crazy human world,
Tried to text my boss, told him I'd be late,
Who knew an insect's life could inspire a song?
I'm bugging out, bugging out, trying to get along,