The perception of the things around us that we may not even be aware of. |
| Eyes of the Insects Down on the ground, We are crawling around, Looking up in awe of your size, We are trying not to make a sound, Hiding in shadows, we were not found, Out of the way is wise. While I was flying inbound, I was spotted by the hound, He gave chase and I hitched a ride, My grip was broken and I fell down, Narrowly missing my crown, I used the dog's limbs as a slide. We are getting into all the nooks and crannies, Finding all those hidden spaces to reproduce, There are many more of us to introduce, Especially in the homes of grannies! I cannot resist this sugar candy, It was like I had been seduced, Now my annoyances have been reduced, After I was trapped inside this bottle of brandy. (Dante's variation) |