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cockroach scuttler cant be snaired-
his crunchy shell and
wily ways, gone from sight on hidden days
if you happen to find him hiding there,
he will make you lose
your calm, pound the table- bruise your palm
He'll eat what you leave with cold stare
"full metal blather"
escapes your lip, his appearance makes you trip
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