Ah! just in time and not a second too soon
not a moment to lose and just in the nick
by the literal scruff of the neck the poison’s
applied to kill the army of ticks that latch
(oh the jaws that bite the claws that catch!)
onto my dogs and yes oh yes it’s true
I cannot deny it me, two-legged me, as well.
Och! I live this summer in paranoia
worried I might be out and about fine dining
nicely dressed clean coiffed made up
suddenly feeling the creepy crawling
on a leg an arm or worst of worst my face!
I’ve heard such stories, known of such things
and oh how easily it could happen in this hot
hot summer following a too warm winter
no harsh conditions to lay the beasts low
and me lacking the heart to ban my
darlings from my bed oh it could it could.
And after all, you know what they say,
Just because you’re paranoid doesn’t
mean they’re not out to get you.
They are no phantasm and out to get me
they certainly are. They are.