Day 19: Tough To Be A Bug
You think your life is hard?
Don't worry, I'm just a bug;
our lives are unimportant,
others look down so smug.
We hate our family tree,
if humans live around;
we leave our things and flee
when a toxic gas surrounds.
We're not sure who came home,
where left our brother Dave;
Was he squashed by a human,
or did he hide down a cave?
Our presence is underrated,
we filter air for you!
If we're all infiltrated,
you won't know what to do.
But sure, go call us ugly
and disgusting, as you wish.
We're just bugs after all,
escaping every squish.
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A/N; Not gonna lie, I hated this prompt when I first started writing about it. Now that I look back at my work, I'm so happy I was able to give it a meaning to hold.
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