# An Ode to Summer

By [Untitled](https://paragraph.com/@0x155f7eaafa693f3fb8c6e29690380340f3a3b6fe) · 2022-07-14

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Bless this house, oh Lord, we cry.

Please keep it cool in mid-July.

Bless the walls where [**termites**](http://dict.qsbdc.com/termites)[1](http://www.enread.com/humors/dumbpeople/116437.html#_w_1) dine,

while ants and roaches march in time.

  

Bless our yard where spiders pass

fire ant castles in the grass.

Bless the garage, a home to please

carpenter [**beetles**](http://dict.qsbdc.com/beetles)[2](http://www.enread.com/humors/dumbpeople/116437.html#_w_2), ticks and [**fleas**](http://dict.qsbdc.com/fleas)[3](http://www.enread.com/humors/dumbpeople/116437.html#_w_3).

  

Bless the love [**bugs**](http://dict.qsbdc.com/bugs)[4](http://www.enread.com/humors/dumbpeople/116437.html#_w_4), two by two,

the [**gnats**](http://dict.qsbdc.com/gnats)[5](http://www.enread.com/humors/dumbpeople/116437.html#_w_5) and mosquitoes that feed on you.

Millions of creatures that fly or crawl,

in Texas, Lord, you've put them all!!

  

But this is home, and here we'll stay,

So thank you Lord, for insect spray.

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*Originally published on [Untitled](https://paragraph.com/@0x155f7eaafa693f3fb8c6e29690380340f3a3b6fe/an-ode-to-summer)*