Fighting Moths

Bild von Esteban Arboleda Bermudez auf Pixabay

See the moths? They're flying there,
they're flying here and everywhere.

They have a goal. It's in their sight.
They have that goal, because it's night.

It is night, and burning brightly
is a bulb that's turned on nightly.

The warmth it gives attracts the moth.
Now it's hungry and desires some cloth.

All warmed up, it goes inside.
Fluttering about, it has no guide.

Until it finds a closet full
of cloth that's made of wonderful wool!

It finds a skirt, and picks a pleat.
That's where it lands, and starts to eat.

The holes it leaves, the next day are found.
There could be heard a dreadful sound!

A desperate cry could be heard.
Amid the curses, a woman slurred...

You dirty moth! I'll get you yet!
It was a lady who voiced this threat.

She was the lady of the house.
She wasn't happy and told her spouse

that he must go and get the ball,
which in their closet, he must install!

The stinky ball will keep the moth
out of her closet and her cloth!

There is, you see, a thing or two,
against the moths, that we can do.

But, screens on windows, woven tight,
Repels all moths without a fight.

There are lessons that they could learn.
But to me, it's of no concern.