.5. Blast Em Poem by David Threadgold

Feed well you scurvy parasites
Get all your food for free
Don’t bother that it hurts a lot
In places you can’t see

You always take without reward
The life’s blood from my living
Without a thought of what you do
My bodies turned to giving

Behind you come the legions
To infect my body more
They overwhelm my system
As you send them into war

You use me as your blood bank
Drink my savings for your thirst
And when you’ve done you leave me
With infections to be nursed

Feed well you scurvy parasites
From this body of disaster
But I warn you should you feed for free
I’ve just bought a mossie Blaster


© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes