Lizzy Tex Borden's

I enjoy watching my movies at night. I turn the lights off and usually

light a candle or two. It's nice. But tonight a moth kept flying around the room and

he could not resist flying right into my face over and over. I would stop the movie

and turn the lights on in a frustrated effort to rid the place of him, but he would

just disappear. They are famous for that, right?

 

However, the worm was about to turn. After the movie was over, as I blew out my
candle I spied Mr. Moth, newly deceased.  Now, I take no pleasure from small
creatures who have met their demise via the hot paraffin of a cheap Big Lots

candle, but I cannot say that deep down inside I was terribly heartbroken.

The End.