You're An Ugh Bug, Mr. Pinch,
I'll squash you with my heel
You're a nuisance in my garden
And beneath the mower wheel,
Mr. Pinch

In front, your claw-like tweezers,
Are weapons for a meal

You're so slinky, Mr. Pinch
I see you as I stroll
You scurry in a hurry,
Where it's damp and wet you roll,
Mr. Pinch

You do not scare me, but I
Prefer you under my shoe sole

You're a weird bug, Mr. Pinch
Tiny lobster of less style
And by some you're called an earwig
With a myth around a while,
Mr. Pinch

If there were a prize for the ugliest bug
No doubt you'd win it, by a mile

You're a creeper, Mr. Pinch
Just a wiggly little imp
If I can't crunch you with my shoe
At least, I'll make you limp..

I suspect their's insect hookers
And I'm sure you are their pimp

You're a lowlife, Mr. Pinch
Friends of creepy crawling cruds
I watch you as I pick my spuds
Don't want you on my duds,
Mr. Pinch

You don't care where you've been to,
Or whence you are going..
You are distasteful,
and frankly, quite dispicable..
Grossly Implacable
Dining on, reclining on muds

You are not needed, Mr. Pinch
One of nature's few mistakes
Unedited evolution
You're a nightmare of awakes,
Mr. Pinch

Just some sinister miniature trick of
The devil,
Like spiders and snakes