Scribble and Scrambles ~ An Ode to Bloodsucking Freeloaders ` The Next in the Series of Really Bad Poems

Tick tock
You SO don't rock
You creep about
And stalk

The innocent
The unsuspecting
Those out to enjoy sunshine
Nature, a nice breeze

What makes you think
I want to share
Some plasma or white cells?

No hesitation to strike a match
Or crush your tiny head
Beneath my grocery cart wheels?

Inspired by a walk and a freeloading nest of nasty bloodsucking ticks.