a story about us told by one of us

in the wink of an eye

though a flea cannot fly

we jump too and fro

and upwards we go

with our resilin force

like a  springboard of course

we can leap very high

which is so often why

we get up in your curtains

and higher still

get warm in your bedding

for that extra thrill

of letting us bite you

when in repose

you wake up with our bites

between your toes

this can be a nightmare

for once in your house

we act as squatters

along with the mouse

causing such mayhem

and what can you do

use all those vile chemicals

that may kill you

Fleas at home stores

one maybe near you

offering you choice

whatever you do

medicine cabinets

filled full of  stuff

so powerfully toxic

with every puff

and they employ shelf stackers

telling you they

are experts in  arrogance

and you must pay

for their true lack of training

in customer care

for after an encounter

you won’t want to be there

they make you feel helpless

frustrated and mad

they talk down to you

which is extremely sad

wearing their tea shirts

emblazoned with hope

but clearly a front

since they just cannot cope

us fleas on the other hand

we sit and wait

for the cat or the dog

which seem to be bait

they lay in the garden

out of it they

play host to us really

every day

which is really good

for once we’re inside

we start to wreak havoc

which can’t be denied

humans however big

will itch and will scratch

in reality truthfully

you are no match

for us who were there

many aeons before

and will certainly be there

perhaps even more

we need to survive

and as mothers we do

find a good  host

it doesn’t have to be you

who ever  what ever

we take on your strife

so as our sweet babies

can enjoy life