One day...
One day I sat around quietly, When a little bug perched on my knee. I waved my arms quite vigorously Shouting, "There ain't nuttin' to see! Go fly off to some lonely tree!" The little bug stood defiantly. My brow then furrowed angrily, As the little bug refused to flee. It was time to rid him from me. I prepped my finger to flick that bee (or perhaps it was a little flea), And found out surprisingly, That the little bug was actually debris, That had fallen from my BLT Whitney Thayne