stealthily crouched in grass to my knee
waiting to jump
that bloodthirsty flea
sensing all motion as victims will pass
silently striking
my leg or dog's ass
subtle at first the terrible itching
scratching accelerates
my pain and loud bitching
quickly flea flies and hides out of reach
uncontrollable irritant
making me screech
suddenly it ceased quick as it started
I stood there perplexed
thinking he'd parted
but there on my wrist I spotted a motion
flea was there writhing
causing commotion
jumping and kicking and twirling was he
agonized torment
plain as could be
he'd forgotten this host in his own pain
something took more
than my blood gave gain
I peered closely at my attacker
smiling when I realized
what was on Facker
gently I placed him down on the ground
walked away whistling
as he twirled round and round
I believe he screamed "Don't leave me Please!"
but I never looked back
'cause my flea had fleas
February 15, 2020