The snug bug

The snug bug in the rug.

They knew he was a thug,
She was under love’s drug;

Each ear stuffed with a plug,
All the warnings met a shrug.

She thought he was her jug;
He thought she was his mug!

He was in fact a mere bed-bug,
Wishing the comfort of a rug,

He felt complacent and smug,
He loved his shelter real snug!

No amount of parental tug,
No amount of brotherly lug,

Could free her from his hug.
Though he was the meanest slug,

And a first class humbug,
The tussle ended with a…

Kooo chug chug chug chug
chug chug chug chug chug!