Her Acupuncture Way

She poke my skin so deep
With a needle but not ozz with blood
It numb my skin a little but safe I keep
After awhile a soothing felt I'm glad
Another many poke apart of deep in a dot 
Leaving a mark unmatched but crazy faint
That made my ear a little crinzy hot
Afterward those numb collate a healing saint.
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