The Tiniest Things
The tiniest things I can ever recall
Are, oh, so unbelievably super small,
I am told they reside in my eyebrow
Giving me creepy-crawlies anyhow.
To think they live upon my face
Such a parasite is a total disgrace,
So inconceivable this could be true
There’s absolutely nothing I can do.
I wash my face twenty times a day
Hoping to wash those suckers away
Shaving my brows an option, you see,
But then folks would make fun of me.
So, I suppose I must learn to co-exist
Thankful nothing’s living on my wrist!
Written August 9, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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