Clover Leaf Thing
at age 12
Chigger bites, mighty small, are no fun.
Hard to see, they will bite any one.
Get bit on that thing,
laughter it will bring,
when it swells like a clover leaf bun.
A hot tub, a long soak and you rant.
The sulfur smells horrid I will grant.
Visiting, the kin,
trying to get in,
but the one gets a look is my aunt.
Jan 2010 For Deb's Contest 9/9/5/5/9
Copyright © Charles Henderson | Year Posted 2011
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