PINCE NEZ

by Anton Wills-Eve


<a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/infect/”>Infect</a&gt;

PINCE NEZ

To kill a man stone dead some shoot

A bullet straight into the cranial root.

Or, if tales of slower death are heard,

Poisons might well have been preferred.

But those tiny, flying creatures such as I,

Will always a hyperdermic method try.

Carrying in me, an unnoticed, tiny mite

Fevers, which no remedies can put right.

For I’m a member of that evil, crawling sect

Who their mortal enemies with death infect.

AWE

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