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Jan 2016
THE BIG FIGHT

I WENT TO BED LAST NIGHT
TIRED AS I COULD BE,
Was sleeping very good,
Until a terrible commotion woke me.

So furious was the commotion,
My king size bed was shaking.
Some THINGS -  were fighting in my bed
I promise you, if I’m lying I’m dying.

Something was biting me all over my body,
And some kind of smelly gunk landed in my eyes,
I later learned it was Dust Mite’s *****
There were little bugs hanging on my skin,
Biting me all over from my head to my feet.
Added to this irritant, after I brushed them off,
And  jumped back in bed, there was Dust Mite ****  
all over  my sheet.

I later found out the big fight was between
Six legged Bed Bugs fighting Microscopic Dust Mites over my skin flakes,
The Dust Mites were pooping and the Bed Bugs biting.

So I gave up my bed and let them fight
And went out side and slept in the dog house
With my hound dog the rest of the night.
                         - by G.E, Parson


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Written by
Jerry Howarth  Topeka, Ks.
(Topeka, Ks.)   
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