To the Night Bugs

To the night bugs,
To the things that creep
You're all out on this porch
While others asleep.

Even the snail
You all get a bad wrap
From the vertebrates' chests
Who judge all the rest.

To all the locusts, and roaches,
The pinchers, and moths,
To the ants and the spiders
And beetles with antennas on top

You're not as evil
As Grandmother said.
Just keep your distance
And we can be friends.

Only one thing I ask,
Maybe you can relate,
That you stay out of my dreams
That keep me awake.