What's the P-Itch

At midnight Arthur fell asleep. It was prevented to be deep, he felt an itching on his head. The unknown made the man´s flesh creep, it maddened him. But look ahead! He stumbled on the book he´d read, then took a mirror. Look, a flea! He slew the beast and went to bed. Soon after on poor Arthur´s knee he felt an itching. Look! A bee, disturbed by unfamiliar light, went for a walk on him. So he got up again to start a fight. The bee seemed to be out of sight, but then with rabid battle cry he hit the target. What a night! Dropped into bed with a deep sigh, in thick of fight night had gone by. He triumphantly clapped his hands ... and felt an itching. Look, a fly! May 16, 2022 Rubaiyat Contest Poetry Contest sponsored by Sotto Poet 8 syllables per line and 5 stanzas rhyme aaba-bbcb-ccdc-dded-eefe.