Throwback Thursday: Something That Will Bug You

This is pretty el cheapo as a throwback, but be glad I’m not posting the longer poem I scrawled on the same page.

My first pet was a Kreetle
He scuttled after me
Following my sandy steps
over hill and valley.
One day I lost my Kreetle
I didn’t know what to do
I looked for him everywhere
and found him squashed beneath my shoe.