My Pet Fleas
I have a swarm of fleas as pets.
On cushions, rugs and duvet sets
they flit about and have their fun.
My domicile is overrun
with titchy little minibeasts.
They bite my legs; they like to feast
and do I stop them? I do not:
for though they may be hard to spot
they mean an awful lot to me.
Our home is quite the jamboree
of itchy, scritchy, scratchy joy.
I cherish every girl and boy
and keep them deep within my soul,
for tending fleas is my life’s goal.
I love my pets, and that is that.
They live with me, and with my cat.