This morning, I walked into the kitchen and saw signs that doodle bugs have been on the move.
In the night, they must have been dancing with colorful groove.
If I call the bug man,
would he understand?
Has he exterminated this type of bug,
or is he prone to push their tracks under the rug?
Does he have a trap? 🪤
Or some poison spray to make the bugs go splat?
Or has he never heard of doodle bugs before?
I suppose I could sweep their mess out the door…
But then, will they come back tonight, to leave more doodles on my floor?
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Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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Comments (5)
I love your doodle bugs, Rowan! You just need some fairies to help with the clean-up :)
Cute ☺️
These are the bugs who leave sparkles where they go and they're attracted to ideas. I've heard of them before 😆
This is so cute and clever! Good job❤️❤️
Kid made it? For my kid leaves art like this.