The stockings are hung. The tree is up and decorated. The lights are shining. Maybe you’ve got a nice mug of eggnog or a glass of mulled wine. You’re ready to celebrate the holiday.
But so are the bugs!
Well, they’re not exactly ready to celebrate, but they are ready to join in your festivities! We’ve made up this silly little song of bugs you might see this holiday season. Feel free to sing along!
On the first day of Christmas, a true bug came to me.
An aphid in a Christmas tree.
On the second day of Christmas, a true bug came to me.
Two termites tunneling,
And an aphid in a Christmas tree.
On the third day of Christmas, a true bug came to me.
Three fruit flies flying,
Two termites tunneling,
And an aphid in a Christmas tree.
On the fourth day of Christmas, a true bug came to me.
Four spiders spying,
Three fruit flies flying,
Two termites tunneling,
And an aphid in a Christmas tree.
On the fifth day of Christmas, a true bug came to me.
Five golden bugs.
Four spiders spying,
Three fruit flies flying,
Two termites tunneling,
And an aphid in a Christmas tree.
On the sixth day of Christmas, a true bug came to me.
Six stinkbugs smelling,
Five golden bugs.
Four spiders spying,
Three fruit flies flying,
Two termites tunneling,
And an aphid in a Christmas tree.
On the seventh day of Christmas, a true bug came to me.
Seven cicadas singing,
Six stinkbugs smelling,
Five golden bugs.
Four spiders spying,
Three fruit flies flying,
Two termites tunneling,
And an aphid in a Christmas tree.
On the eighth day of Christmas, a true bug came to me.
Eight earwigs eating,
Seven cicadas singing,
Six stinkbugs smelling,
Five golden bugs.
Four spiders spying,
Three fruit flies flying,
Two termites tunneling,
And an aphid in a Christmas tree.
On the ninth day of Christmas, a true bug came to me.
Nine nymphs napping,
Eight earwigs eating,
Seven cicadas singing,
Six stinkbugs smelling,
Five golden bugs.
Four spiders spying,
Three fruit flies flying,
Two termites tunneling,
And an aphid in a Christmas tree.
On the tenth day of Christmas, a true bug came to me.
Ten tiger beetles traipsing,
Nine nymphs napping,
Eight earwigs eating,
Seven cicadas singing,
Six stinkbugs smelling,
Five golden bugs.
Four spiders spying,
Three fruit flies flying,
Two termites tunneling,
And an aphid in a Christmas tree.
On the eleventh day of Christmas, a true bug came to me.
Eleven eager entomologists,
Ten tiger beetles traipsing,
Nine nymphs napping,
Eight earwigs eating,
Seven cicadas singing,
Six stinkbugs smelling,
Five golden bugs.
Four spiders spying,
Three fruit flies flying,
Two termites tunneling,
And an aphid in a Christmas tree.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, a true bug came to me.
Twelve tarantulas teeming,
Eleven eager entomologists,
Ten tiger beetles traipsing,
Nine nymphs napping,
Eight earwigs eating,
Seven cicadas singing,
Six stinkbugs smelling,
Five golden bugs.
Four spiders spying,
Three fruit flies flying,
Two termites tunneling,
And an aphid in a Christmas tree.
Okay, so you probably won’t see all of these.
But if you see any unwanted house guests (with 4 or more legs, only—in-laws don’t count), be sure to call us!