The Bleeping* Leeches
*I'd much rather use a stronger word here to show my anger but for the sake of keeping this blog clean I won't. Feel free to change it though. My preferred work starts with 'F' and rhymes with 'ducking'...
In the big Asian jungle, hundred miles from the beaches,
Lives a huge population of small bleeping leeches
They hide and they glide in the mud every day
Awaiting the humans who turn in to their prey.
So on a bright sunny morning while the humans take a trek
The bleeping leeches sit watching for the very right sec.
Unaware of this plotting the humans walk through the muck
And the bleeping leeches have a field day as they latch on and suck.
They slip on to their feet whilst they laugh, walk and chat,
And bleeping suck all the blood which then makes them all fat.
The thing with bleeping leeches is you don't feel them suck on,
So before you even know it half a bleeping pint has all gone.
Then the humans stop to rest and look down past their knee
To see bleeping leeches still sucking; not one or two, but THREE!
Now the humans could be calm here and flick with their finger
But bleeping leeches just suck to that, and there they will linger.
The anger creeps up on them right out of the bleeping blue,
They can't bleeping get rid of them and they don't know what to do.
So then starts the screaming at those horrid fat bleeping suckers,
"BLEEPING LEECHES! GET OFF ME! YOU SUCKING BLEEPING FUCKERS!!!"
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