Le R*ck est m*rt

Crawling Over your window you think I’m confused I’m waiting for the divergent wasp To complete my current ruse You use a plate-glass screen To protect my chosen target But there’s an air-pellet hole I can crawl through to you I am the fly in the ointment I can spread more disease than the fleas Which nibble away at your window display Yes I am the fly in the ointment I shake you down to say please as you Accept the next dose of disease