SOMETHING IN MY GARDEN BY ROBERT HEWETT SR.
SOMETHING IN MY GARDEN
Robert Hewett Sr.
Something in my Garden is making me mad.
I have not seen him yet, but I have been had.
I awoke with a knot on my head and said
“Dear, did you sock me or I’ve been bitten bad.”
Other knots soon appeared on my arms and legs,
Burning and itching me and making me beg
For something to ease the suffering and pain.
Alcohol, vinegar, Bactine with no gain.
While talking to my brother whom I respect.
I described my bites and mystery suspect.
He did not hesitate, he said very firm,
You got NO-SEE-UMS to make you itch and burn.
There is no defense, they can’t be easily seen.
I searched the web and there I found the whole scene.
Lots of information and their other names.
It seems Sand Flies and no-see-ums are the same.
Now I wear long sleeves and a big cowboy hat,
Spray myself with Deet , more than enough to last.
I still have not seen one of the little beasts,
It seems to me they should show themselves at least,
So I could swat one now and then with passion.
This situation calls for an evaluation
Of the need for my annual garden at all,
With mosquitoes and no-see-ums with the ball.
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