I flick the tick
as it crawls my arm
I wish it gone
I wish it harm

The parasite
who probes his head
into my flesh
I want it dead

So thin he is
he's hard to crush
so I pull out my Gerber
with pliers I mush

His legs stick out
He's now so flat
Never to bother
a dog or a cat

As a man of the woods
the swamp and the thick
I am so familiar
with the bothersome tick

I come home to demands
to undress on the porch
to head to the shower
to light up a torch

I