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Sweetie pie I love you true
But there's one thing you just must do. I really can no more abide My itchy, bumpy spotted hide. I know you love your cats so dear And always like to have them near. But the fleas have just got out of hand It's time for me to take a stand. I know you could not hurt a flea You value creatures equally. And so, see here, I made this swing! And over here there's three small rings. Fernando here (I've named them all), Will be the ringman standing tall. A flea clown will be just the thing! We'll charge admission. Coins, ka-ching! We'll make some money, have a ball The kitty cats won't mind at all. For me my sweet, please train them well? A Flea Circus - or me......do tell? Written for the following prompt: Your domicile has been infested with fleas... write a story or poem (comedy preferred) as how you got rid of them without the help of chemicals or an exterminator
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