Leech Leech...
Never seen on sea beach
Not on trees of birch or peach
One can found in ample, near that ditch..!
They love to hog on anything
that's hemo-rich.
Hiding in the rain-forest mud
always ready to drink your sweet blood
As slowly as they climb
Onto your hind-limb..
You never get the feel
While they slowly enjoy their meal
Aah, you feel the lump,
With fear as you jump..
Now you screech
OMG...! A leech..
No...no ..., two leeches,
Oh no! Three leeches..!!.
And to your horror, you find more leeches!
But then you stop your forest walk, take a halt
And carefully pour little salt,
Aah... Alas, now screams the leech..
That's how you get rid of that beast
There you see yourself bleed ..!
Oh oh..
All these while, they loved you as their feed
As blood is their only need..!
Leech Leech...
Never seen on sea beach
Leech Leech...
...when they are after you, they make you itch ...:P ;)
~ Amtrips
Dedicated to my Bdellophobia (fear towards Leech-Bites)
(from my trails into wild at Kolli Hills, SNVP, Talacauvery WLS)
Photo Copyright and Editing Credits: Amtrips' Photography
2 comments:
ah! the great poetess!!
wah wah! wah wah!
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