those fleas of mine


you scratch and itch

cause you to bitch

with no relief insight

never seen

they sure are mean

those pesky, painful bites


crawl up your leg

their sores are red

never see a sign

come from the grass

attack in mass

those painful fleas of mine


what can you do

they jump on you

and bite; their so unkind

on you they loom

and make you fume

those damn fleas of mine


i bomb and spray

every third day

and once a week i fog

but they bite and itch

and still i bitch...

i wish they'd jump back on my dog