Bless this house, oh Lord, we cry.

Please keep it cool in mid-July.

Bless these walls where termites dine,

While ants and roaches march in time.

Bless our yard where spiders pass.

Fire ant castles in the grass.

Bless the garage, a home to please

Carpenter beetles, ticks and fleas.

Bless the love bugs, two by two,

The gnats and mosquitoes that feed on you.

Millions of creatures that fly or crawl.

In South Carolina, Lord, you’ve put them all.

But this is home and here we’ll stay.

So thank you, Lord for insect spray.

~From the desk of Becky Morlok~ (provided by a former intern)

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