The Chigger Dance
The thing about chiggers:
I’m glad they’re not bigger.
They’ll make you go dancing
Like A. A. Milne’s Tigger.
Avoid ‘em with vigor!
When they pull the trigger,
Get under your waistband,
You may need a jigger.
Of whiskey! Of whiskey!
You’ve gotta ask right,
'Cuz chiggers are red
And jiggers are white.
O, chigger! O, jigger!
They both like to bite.
The former’s a flea;
The latter’s a mite.
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