A Little Flea
If I was a little flea
I’d come and bite you on your knee
Just your blood I’d come to savour
Because you have a special flavour
In fact I think you’d taste so nice
I would come and bite you twice
It would be my great delight
To come and bite you every night
It would be my special wish
To have you as my gourmet dish
Instead of the dog or cockatoo
I have chosen to feast on you
So spare a thought for that little flea
Who wants to bite your tasty knee.
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