Poem for Texans

Bless this house, oh Lord, we cry,
Please keep it cool in mid-July.
Bless the walls where termites dine,
While ants and roaches march in time.
Bless our yard where spiders pass
Fire ant castles in the grass.
Bless the garage, a home to please-
Carpenter beetles, ticks and fleas.
Bless the love bugs, two by two,
The gnats and mosquitoes that feed on you.
Millions of creatures that fly or crawl,
In Texas, Lord, you've put them all!
But this is home, and here we'll stay,
So thank you Lord, for INSECT SPRAY!!

[ Author unknown - received from Chris Long at 'Laugh & Lift' (www.laughandlift.com) ]