Thursday, February 4, 2010

Langgam... Langgam...
Where do you come from?
Whenever there's food, you just appear out of nowhere,
In the kitchen, in my room,
Actually, you're everywhere.
With or without food, I can see you,
You're too tiny but it hurts when you bite me.
I can kill you; but, you leave me with itchy marks.
What's your secret?
Langgam... Langgam...
Please leave me alone!
Bow!

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