In the belly of NAIA’s bustling domain,

Where travelers sigh and dreams are slain,

Bed bugs frolic in check-in queues,

Rats scurry, seeking illicit dues.

Cockroaches dance on baggage scales,

As passengers recount their harrowing tales.

Amongst the world’s airports, NAIA stands,

Infested with critters, spreading its brands.

With a wink and nod to sanitation woes,

It welcomes all with a pestilent prose.

From terminals teeming with vermin’s might,

NAIA shines in its infested flight.

A beacon of chaos, a haven for pests,

In the realm of travel, it’s truly the best.

So here’s to NAIA, where bugs reign supreme,

In its glorious filth, a traveler’s dream.