I killed a bug this morning...

I killed a bug this morning,
And yesterday I killed two.
These bugs were black flies...
the kind that sit on poo.
I wonder if God gets sad
when I kill His bugs...
And if I should feel bad,
when I choose to smash them.
I admit that it would suck...
it would suck to be born a fly,
the opposition you would face
Would make you want to cry...
I may think twice next time,
before squashing a fly.


Man, I'm a good poem writer.....