Caution

Step lightly, step lightly, wherever you go
Or you'll step on things you'll rather not know
I've stepped on beetles and roaches and snails before
The mess it creates makes for a most tedious chore
Not to mention the horror and disgust
When under your foot there oozes blood, guts and pus

Cleaning up is no fun but in this you must persist
For it's no point asking your parents to assist
Just try reminding them you're the precious son they bore
They'll look at you and ask, "What else did I raise you for?"
So step lightly, step lightly, wherever you go
A little caution would spare you much woe