Once, there was a boy and his leech.
A pretty little wonderful leech.
It was well-behaved,
and potty trained!
Once, there was a boy and his leech.
Once, a boy cared for his leech.
Fed it everyday, this leech.
He loved it so,
little did he know...
Once, a boy cared for his leech.
A leech, once, knew not what to do.
When it found itself being wooed.
So instead of emotion,
it went through the motions.
A leech, once, knew not what to do.
A leech, once, fed something untrue.
Let this remain 'twixt me and you.
While the young boy bled,
the leech fed, and it fed...
A leech, once, fed something untrue.
Author notes
Ok.
This would be my first shot at a little humor. You are free to interpret it however you like, despite it having its own meaning already. I'd like to see what you come up with, as the reader.
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