Poems and Poetry

La Cucaracha | A Poem by Joseph Romano

They scatter and they run as I open my door.
And when I look again, there are no more.
They run away all scared with fright.
They hide in my walls to keep out of sight.
And when I’m ready to leave and close my door.
They return again to dance upon my floor.
Then I suddenly reach out and I grab, I gotcha .
And when I look into my hand I see la cucaracha.


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