9 JUL 2009

The Bite From A Mite


Hey, look what I just found on the ground
It's a bit queer, but it looks like some sort of fishing gear
It's brown and round with a hook in the rear
I'll tie it to my shoe for good luck, my dear

Oh, what have they done to me?
The poison has entered my bloodstream
As I push out my pee, all I see is mud
I beg you for help, please give me some bud

The gas of my fart burns a hole through my heart
My intestines are in a knot, where is my shot?
The ringing in my ear, the pain in my head
What I fear the most, is being dead

My vision is blurry, my thoughts in a hurry
Eternal is the fury of the popcorn kernel that broke my tooth
The nerve is exposed, I scream while they dozed
To be happy while I suffer is so uncouth

The final hour will soon arrive
I never wanted to be born alive
It all began from that bite of a hungry mite
Good night people, good night
Try your best to put up a better fight
Against the animals and microbes that feed on our flesh
Where I go from here is anyone's guess

©2009 Jordan Couch

9 JULY 2009
11:15PM (Moscow Time)