Jeremy Poem by Anita Wisniewska
Jeremy
JEREMY
Jeremy is afraid, because he knows
Germs are biting at his toes
They have chewed right through
The worn-out sole of his shoe
They are climbing up his legs,
To lay their eggs
In his untidy pockets,
And knowing he
They are pressing their fangs to his forehead
And building their nests in his hair.
Poor Jeremy, he doesn't know where
To run to now.
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