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by: Judith A. Goren
I don't think
lice
are very nice.
They check in
with their nits
like your head is the Ritz.
They come by the
dozens
and bring all their cousins.
They make your
scalp itch
'til you scream like a witch.
Every hair is a
slide
where they can crawl down and hide.
The nits cling
to your roots
like mud clings to your boots.
© Copyright
Judith A. Goren 1999
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