A Really Awfully Friendly Cockroach

NaPoWriMo Day Twenty Six prompts: ‘write a persona poem – a poem in the voice of someone else’ so here goes:

Hi there! I’m Cocky – I’m a roach…
Why do you shrink at my approach?
Why is it you don’t like me moach?
Why don’t you want me here?

I’m inexpensive to maintain:
Odd scraps; for residence a drain;
And really, it should be most plain
I’m quite a little dear!

So would some person please explain
Why everybody goes insane,
And absolutely raises Cain,
The minute I am near?

What is it that you have to gain
From causing roaches so much pain?
I’m cute and cuddly, in the main,
So why this stupid fear?

You shudder at my slightest toach,
And seem to think your food I’d poach,
As if I ever would encroach! …
Do you still want this beer? …

Why are you reaching for that shoe?
What is it that you’re going to do – ?
Eeeek! Aaargh! No! Please! *BANG-squish!* … I’m through …
*And he’s no longer here.*

The above represents a repost of something that I now realise appeared as recently as October.  That won’t do, so I am adding another, written after return from dining out with friends.

A Really Awful Cock-(roach)-Crow.

Though I am quite often maligned
By humans so far less refined,
Think: I will survive
When no human’s alive –
I am so much better designed! 

I have quite a vanishing trick
When bashed at with shoe or with stick,
It hits in a place
Which has just become space –
I am unbelievably quick! 

When into dark cupboards you look
To unearth a much-beloved book,
It may have occurred
I’ve devoured every word,
And therefrom all knowledge I took! 

For if you don’t leave me enough
Of all of the rubbishy stuff,
It simply will mean
I will take what is clean –
Your own fault for making life rough! 

And keep all insecticide out;
It just doesn’t help, there is no doubt:
Remarkably soon,
We will be quite immune,
And all of your efforts will flout.

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