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Under My Skin

Horsefly bites galore. Covered in weals with red spots, All under my skin. Scratching the itch was no cure, Nor was head-butting the door. 9 / 6 / 2021.

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 9/12/2021 4:43:00 AM

LOL to the last line! Congratulations!

Beata Agustin

Date: 9/12/2021 3:34:00 AM

Wow! Congrats! Thanks for sharing this. God bless you.

Eve Roper

Date: 9/11/2021 9:16:00 PM

Head-butting funny, congratulations on your win. :)

George Seal
Date: 9/21/2021 12:01:00 PM

I experienced this in July on holiday in Scotland with my reduced family, owing to covid 19 rules. Only 6 people were allowed in a 6 bedroomed house set in 12 acres of woodland meadows and streams, with its own 15 metre suspension bridge. Also horseflies, the rest is history but true. Regards George.