Font Color=darkvioletbug Bites Poem by Jane Meyer

I hate bug bites!
They’re the most annoying things.
For their size and all.

I never seem to notice,
‘til it’s too late to do anything,
the ant making its crawl.

Across my leg it goes,
still invisible to me,
until its first strike.

I try to brush him off,
but he just gets mad,
and makes another strike.

That stupid little ant bit me!
Not once, not twice,
but thrice!

Now they itch and itch and itch,
and scratching makes it worse.
Bug bites just plain aren’t nice!

(Sorry it’s not very good. I wanted to try out a new rhyme scheme and this is the mess I ended up with. Suggestions?)