science-ish poems

[Bert Bates]

Big bugs have little bugs
upon their backs to bite them
And little bugs have littler still
And so ad infinitum...

then of course,

Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
By God, I wish he'd go away

[John Smith]

A little bug dwelled in my code
She rested on her hairy back
Oblivious to the debugging mode
As though she was high on crack

Last night I thought I saw a bug
She was a god damned parasite
I couldn't let myself unplug
For love it was at first sight

And little bugger soon was born
Half human, half hemipteran it was
We named him Homo S. Insectosorn
For that's who he was, of course