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Premeditated

Feet straight up into the air
as he lay upon his back.
The roach was playing dead.
I was preparing to attack.
But no matter!  I had the smarts,
and I knew the game he played.
I raised my hand up high
and preceded to make him pay.
The swatter came crashing down
but just before impact,
that roach made a dash for it,
got away, and that's a fact.
I couldn't believe my eyes.
To be outsmarted by a bug!
The roach scattered away
and disappeared under a rug.
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