A parasite visited me And did climb up My leg gingerly By the time it reached my knee I began to feel very uneasy But there was precious little That I could do Seated in a theatre Attired in a pair Of slim fit trousers. Then as the little creature Wended its way higher up I avoided a scream and Did unobtrusively try To trap it And keep it wedged Firmly under my knee To prevent more discomfort And just when I did think That I had achieved the feat Of cornering the little devil Under my trouser leg With my finger nails I had to quickly concede defeat It had escaped my clutches And was back upon my knee So engrossed was I In this disturbing activity That I failed to observe My curious neighbor Intently watching me. Embarrassed and red faced I requested him to Focus on the stage play, And to stop staring at me And my antics with a flea To my complete dismay He dismissed my comment With a sleight of hand
“Dear lady, ” he said “I hope you realize How much I despise The likes of you who Come to theatres And spend their time Adjusting their clothes”
By this time I had the Parasite firmly in my grip
“Don’t worry gentleman” I retorted, “The object Of my anguish is about To be destroyed Then you will be able To regale your friends With a comment like You had paid for one ticket But were able to watch Two performances”
