The Cockroach sitting under the seat,
With his small black body and quick little feet,
I got up out of my chair and saw him and said quickly,
“Get me a broom! And hurry!” He told Mickey.
The Cockroach started leaping around,
Just like a lost dog, now found,
The tiny Cockroach was scared to death!
He knew that a broom meant swift death,
So the Cockroach went up and jumped on the couch,
And sat there, sort of crouched,
Just like a tiger ready to pounce.
On anything as big as an ounce.
But I caught up to the Cockroach, that sneaky cow,
And I brought down the broom on his head just like KA-POW!
And everything was quiet thereafter…