I had space to fill on the back of the Roach Fun Pak, and this troika of bad limericks is the result:

The Roach, any layman can see
Is a murderous bug on a spree
There is no appliance
In nature or science
More suited for mayhem than he!

On the Pemberton campus, one finds
All the faculty out of their minds
That adorable Roach
Is an excellent coach
In the art of destroying mankind!

The Roach, that delectable chap
Will emerge from his thousand-year nap
And he’ll wriggle with glee
As his slaves trim the tree
At the holiday dance – holy crap!

Roach Poesy
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