When I was a little kid
I did what  little kids all did
Spill chocolate milk on my mom's rugs
Then go outside and look for bugs 

I like bugs
The centipedes and slugs
And little multi-legged works of art
That crawled across the sidewalks of my heart 

The crickets and the butterflies
The bugs that see with compound eyes
The bugs with mandibles and pincers
The one-eighth to three-quarter inchers

As their antennae would extend
I'd greet each bug that I'd defend
Against the carnage that just might please Backyard Godzillas wearing Nikes 

I like bugs
The centipedes and slugs
And little multi-legged works of art
That crawled across the sidewalks of my heart

Some people squash bugs to feel power
But won't step on one in the shower
Bugs know they have a better chance
If you're not wearing shoes or pants 

Praying mantises and beetles
Spiders, ants, even mosquitoes
Bumble bees and Katydids
Cool insects and arachnids

 I like bugs
The centipedes and slugs
And little multi-legged works of art
That crawled across the sidewalks of my heart

(c) Flying Stone Music 1996