There was a movement
I saw it in the corner of my eye
I wasn’t certain exactly what …
but something had just run by.

Of course it then stayed hidden
inviting me to relax,
not wanting to be seen,
it waited quietly, behind my back.

So I returned to work
trying to accomplish more;
then it ran by again,
scuttled across the floor.

I tend to be a bit squeamish,
afraid of bugs and such --
this little office visitor
was simply much too much

I pulled my feet up,
tucked them in my chair,
and waited for his next trip
out of his hidden lair.

A quick dart from underneath
boxes and a storage file --
I screamed as he trotted by
with his lackadaisical style.

Getting cocky and arrogant,
he was slowing with each pass,
wiggling his antenna at me,
a six-legged little smart ass.

What he didn’t know yet
was that I had a plan;
I had placed a call to Zac,
the office maintenance man

Alas, Zac couldn’t catch ‘im --
Superbug evaded all Zac’s sprays.
I had to take an extra coffee break --
It had become “ONE OF THOSE DAYS!”

I called the housekeeping staff,
they couldn’t catch the creeper.
They tried with mops and brooms
and even the electric sweeper.

Then my boss got into the act
trying to save me from the invader,
but the little guy ran from the big guy
like a bachelor from a second-grader.

Just as I had given up and decided
I would have to share my space,
little Pat from the front desk called
providing a bit of saving grace.

“Just in case you were wondering
where that tiny brown bug had gone
I saw him near the printer
now he’s smashed, dead and done.”

(Pat deserves a raise!)