There's a bug under my pillow
he writes screenplays while i sleep
never caught the fellow
i'm sure he gets mighty mellow
this bug, named buggy
to me at least
taught me something interesting one day
he said, up and down we go, just stay on course
the buggy wuggy booba, writing under my head
i lay down beside him and he lets me read
i can't read anymore, i'm too excited
i wonder if he'll follow me down the rabbit hole
he contemplates then giggles
i wonder what he wrote
he's just a big ole buggy
seems to be in writer's rut
no rut could stop him
the bus is here
get that boogy woogy buggy
the hell away from here
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