Poem of the Day




Jumping, biting, annoying,

Sneaky little flea.

Scritch, scratch, scritch,

I have a terrible itch.


How do I ditch this itch?

A flea on board,

Becomes a terrible game.

Flea twister is no fun,

Trying to find the little biter.


Take off your clothes,

And jump into the sea,

Swim, dive, and float,

Surf a few waves.


No more itch,

Wash those clothes,

Peace at last,

No more sneaky little flea.


Karen Hendriks