Life of Fleas

Life Of Fleas Well, they start out working at the circus After eggs, bacon and dogs They become accountants, multiply like crazy Later they become football players Famous for the flea flicker and other tricks Life isn't fair Life is a flea... and then you marry one Some marry quickly with ticks It never lasts. They have affairs Then things get a little weird They grow beards and move to New York Work on Wall Street and eat with knives and forks At fine restaurants, though they have no fingers And don’t wear cloths Such things don’t come in their sizes For exercise some leap tall buildings in a single bound If their legs hold out You can find them at the opera I don’t know why you would want to do that They are everywhere in flea and tick season Found in the hair of cats, dogs and at malls Fleas don’t have names for a reason And don’t divorce or pay taxes Life is too short They should be deported of course for not working Clearly not mans best friend None have a social security card Drinking beer, going around naked, hanging out in the yard With entirely too many friends It never ends