OK, now I'm mad.

[darkbunny]

This song is brought to you by the recent crop of parasites the dog has brought into the house.

Little flea
See you there
Sucking blood
From my leg

Then you leap
Through the air
Off to lay
Tons of eggs

With my flea spray I wil stop...
The bugs
With my flea spray
I will scour the carpets and the rugs and
Show the fleas
Show them all
How they can...
What's the phrase?
Bite the dust
Buy the farm
Go to Hell
Anyway...

With my flea spray I wil stop...
The pain
It's not a blowtorch
Or a gas can, there's too much to burn
I just think they need time to learn
That I'm the guy who made it real
The agony and fear they feel
I'll take a can, and fire at will
'Till every flea stands stilllll...

That's the plan
Kill the fleas
Cans of Raid
Pressurized
No more bites
*smack* Ow! A bite!
...On my thigh!

With my flea spray I will *pshhhht!*