You’ve bitten all my fingers, you’ve bitten all my toes. I’m praying night and day you don’t crawl up my nose.
You make me bleed so much, I don’t know what to say. I hope I break this pattern of a new juga everyday.
Your slimy little bodies are all over the ground, I feel like I see a new one everytime I turn around.
Your creepy little figures, and shiny black back, make me think you’re always watching and waiting to attack.
Damn you jugas!