Hvis du tror at du er alene

                                                           i sengen så tar du feil

                                                           Du kikker forskrekket rundt

                                                           deg så i et speil

                                                           Du deler sengen med mange

                                                           millioner kryp

                                                           Du kan ikke se dem for de

                                                           er i sengens dyp

                                                           Du trenger mikroskop for å

                                                           kunne se dem

                                                           Gjør hva du vil men du blir

                                                           aldri kvitt dem

                                                           De ernærer seg av din døde

                                                           hud og din kropp

                                                           Det hjelper ikke å skrike

                                                           De holder ikke opp

                                                           De ser ut som grusomme

                                                           udyr

                                                           Hva sier du?

                                                           Blir du syk og spyr?

                                                           Å nei du! Det blir

                                                           enda mere

                                                           De formerer seg raskt

                                                           Og blir stadig flere

                                                           Du må leve med dem

                                                           i resten av livet ditt

                                                           De er ting som du

                                                           aldri blir kvitt

                                                           De er sengekameratene

                                                           enten du vil eller ikke

                                                           Slapp av! De kan

                                                           ikke stikke

                                                           Gå hjem og legg deg

                                                           hvis du tør

                                                           Og jeg blir gjerne med deg

                                                           hvis du spør

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