A Poem about a Flea

You are no more than a flea

Flick, flick jumping flea

I can crush thee

Dirty leaping tic

Pray display your dirty leaping

I may crush thee

In this flea there's but some guts

In this flea there's bloods and brains

I will crush thee

Silly flea

Flick no more

I have crushed thee

Suck blood or nay

I cannot take it back.