You get in my eyes and my mouth and my hair,

My ears and my nose and everywhere.

Invading my armpits and storming my knees,

You think you can go wherever you please.

You hide in my clothes and sneak into my home,

And then, once inside, all over you roam;

Into my cupboards and under my bed,

Dusting the biscuits and coating the bread.

You're more of a pest than a rat or a mouse;

I'll say it again- please get out of my house!