Not one but two micros climbing my vans (Patreon)

We’re so ever so tiny 

You won’t see us woth the naked eye

We hide all over you momma 

Doing the jobs the bigger tinies can’t get too 

It’s our duty to you to serve you 

We clean your shoes today as they’re clearly very dirty 

But you seem clumsy and we are worried you will stomp on us 

We try our hardest to stay between the tred 

But sadly you still get some of us 

Part of being micro I guess