Barchash are little Levantine bugs
Flies most unlovable
Nobody can think of any good
ever coming from a
buzzing biting
crawling
almost unseen
but Oh-so-felt
itching insidiously
miserable making
GODAMM
Barchash!
I certainly should not
write an ode to them
But I am left to wonder
why...
Barchash?
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