Tick And The Chigger

 

 

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I’m going to tell you a tall tale about two blood suckers,
That hung around together with their lips all puckered,
Ready to chow down on some warm blooded unwary prey,
That happened by, getting close to the log where they laid.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Tick And The Chigger

 

 

 

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A tick and a chigger were sitting on an old rotten log,
Just waiting on dinner to come along in this blog.
Suddenly something moved toward them so slow,
But it was just a cold blooded toad they did know.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The tick asked chigger “why didn’t you get on the toad”,
And the chigger said , “I prefer warm blood on the road,
Besides his skin is tough and all covered with nasty warts,
And he smells so bad according to all the latest reports.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Tick said “look there’s two young boys on the run,
Laying a penny on the railroad tracks for their fun.
Maybe one of them will sit here on this log so rotten,
Waiting on a train to flatten the coins as they are a talkin’.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Chigger grinned big as a boy named Hawg jaw sat down,
Right next to them on that rotten log above the ground.
Both Tick and Chigger jumped on his Levi’s just then,
And worked their way between the fly buttons to begin.

 

Lets slip in his fly before he sees us.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Chigger took the high road on the boy of male gender,
To the side of a worm hanging with soft meat so tender.
Tick took the low road through a big forest of long hairs,
To a soft spot of a skin bag holding two little balls there.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Both the Tick and the Chigger dug in and began feeding,
Enjoying themselves with a good Hawg heaven feeling.
Young Hawg  Jaw developed an big itch that very evening,
And discovered a chigger welt on Duke while a grievin’.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Young Hawg Jaw had picked up another 100 chiggers,
With 101 big red welts growing bigger and bigger.
So he painted them all with a clear nail polish patch,
To smother them to kill off that whole chigger batch.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Young Hawg Jaw was miserable for a couple of days,
Until all those chigger welts went completely away,
But he noticed a new pain on his scrotum so mean,
Like a needle sticking right in there with a point so keen.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Young Hawg Jaw found that Tick there on his scrotum,
With his head buried deep after 3 days in his kingdom.
Young Hawg Jaw, in pain, figured how to get him out,
Without leaving his head still chewing scrotum, no doubt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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For the true Chigger story go back and read the blog,
Called “Sulphur Springs” written earlier by old man Hawg.
To find out how the Tick was safely removed then,
Go back and read “Tick On The Scrotum” once again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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By Bill

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Thanks for reading Tick And The Chigger,
Bill