I knit bugs into your sweater
‘Cuz you are such a pest.
I knit bugs into your sweater,
You seem to like them best.
I know you won’t see them,
Or even know they’re there.
But when you wear it I’ll smile,
And you’ll think it’s ‘cuz I care.
They flew into my webbing
And I locked and looped them in.
Confining them to a prison
Of stitches, cables, trim.
If what’s inside really matters
Then your sweater will display
Your irritating nature
In a new, expressive way.
(No bugs were harmed in the production of this poem.) 🙂
Copyright 2016 Andrea Lundgren
Photo used according to Creative Commons
4 thoughts on “Bugs”
LOL, I love this!
OMG this is hilarious! My new favorite poem. 🙂 Who knew Andrea could be so passive-aggressive?
I didn’t actually do it, but it popped into my head while knitting. A tiny bug nearly got caught in one of my stitches, and it got me thinking. 🙂
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I really had a good laugh. I think all of us know someone we’d like to give a “bug sweater” to. 🙂 Those who say they don’t just aren’t admitting it.