Six big locusts landed on my whole wheat toast,
My lower jaw made a sag,
Then I drooled on my dish rag,
I knew that by nightfall, I would be a ghost.
Jim gave his girlfriend kisses and hugs,
She claims Jim gave her ringworm and bugs,
So, who to believe?
Did either deceive?
Or, were the beasties in the blankets and rugs.
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