One Fish, Two Fish, and Many, Many Bugs

The Princess is under the weather today (although fortunately, for once this does not include snow), but in honor of Dr. Seuss's birthday Mar. 2 she wishes to share the following poem, written as a fond ode to her workplace.

Stinkbugs, Pink Bugs

(a little-known adaptation of One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish)

Stinkbugs, pink bugs, icky bugs, sticky bugs.

The North Suite is full of downright yicky bugs!

Oh me, oh my! Oh me, oh my!

What a lot of ugly things go by.

Cave crickets, centipedes.

Millipedes, velocipedes.

And probably some named Siegfried!

Some have two legs, some have four. Some even have a whole lot more.

Some are big and some are small. Sometimes from the ceiling they fall.

Some are fast. Some are slow.

We see them come. But they will not go.

They’re in our cubes. They are not rare.

They go everywhere, even in our hair!

They’re on the microwave. They’re in our salt.

We would like to just say “HALT!”

Where do they come from? We cannot say.

But we wish they would just go far, far away.

Stinkbugs, pink bugs, icky bugs, sticky bugs…

The North Suite is full of downright yicky bugs!