To say it is not at all nice
Like many children before him
He caught those nasty pests called lice
Tony's face became rather grim
I went with him to the chemist
And after some hesitation
He shouted, MY BROTHER HAS NITS!
This led to an altercation
I HAVE NOT GOT NITS! I did shout
The tall white-coated pharmacist
Said, you're a lout and you're a lout
GET OUT AND TAKE AWAY YOUR NITS!
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