MICOUD LOVELY MICOUD
Welcome to little Micoud the sign says
May flowers and April showers wishing for a perfect summer
The bright sunshine and soft cushy clouds was bouncing to and fro
We peddle down the narrow path riding on bicycle made for two
A joy to be alive when you have no care wishing fishing here or there
There was a town we all knew well its people swear they will never tell
The pestilence that plague then fair nights after night till dawn appear
A bitter plague was awaken there that stretches out right through to hell
The nights came alive with bugs that hid themselves between their rugs
They bite the babies in their cradle suck the blood of George and Able
No matter how hard they try the varmints keep biting through the night
The town folks all gathered at the town hall and request for Mayor Haggard
The town is being plagued by bugs a good night sleeps we wish to keep
We’ve try in vain for all our pain the bugs come back and back again
Grabbing hold of her old tin gun Grand Ma Dar became quite insane
A mixture of Diane a touch of vinegar Careful not to spill a drop she got hot
With one swift pump to the gun the battle was on grand ma had don won
She sprayed the mattress tables and chairs not to mention all her weirs
Under the tables inside the chars over the counter hooray two cheers
Two weeks at most she kept the pace vowing that she would win the race
A brigade of pumps the villagers pumped the bugs right into outer space
By
Kenvil Atkins
