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"Fleas interest me so much"


Fleas interest me so much
that I let them bite me for hours.
They are perfect, ancient, Sanskrit,
machines that admit of no appeal.
They do not bite to eat,
they bite only to jump;
they are the dancers of the celestial sphere,
delicate acrobats
in the softest and most profound circus;
let them gallop on my skin,
divulge their emotions,
amuse themselves with my blood,
but someone should introduce them to me.
I want to know them closely,
I want to know what to rely on.
 

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Login to find out (July 1, 2005 at 1:27pm)
This poem gives me a whole new perspective on Fleas. This may help me in my present situation. The owner of the house whom I'm renting from this summer failed to notify me of the flea infestation in the front yard. So, I have to rush from my car to the front door trying to avoid many fleas catching onto my Dockers. Maybe now I will take my time from car to front door, smoothly strolling while I recite this poem. Being amazed by the poetic beauty, maybe the fleas will forget to jump on my delicious legs!
 
Login to find out (July 1, 2005 at 1:04am)
We desi kin know flea's the likes of which no gora will ever have to know. KhaTmal's in chaarpai's, *phew* one sting and you're hurting for days... So much so that the simple, harmless in-sects here suffer the same treatment that their baddassh cousins suffer back there: WHAP! Saala....
 
Login to find out (June 30, 2005 at 8:16pm)
...I guess fleas don't really interest anyone in this village... :-