The Jogger:
I started to jog, my body I flogged; 'til at last I can run with some ease.
But I find there's still pain; the principal bane?
The bugs I inhale as I weeze!
Now, a nit or a gnat, can be swallowed or spat;
With them you can do as you please.
But one bug I still fear, Lord help me to steer,
Away from those large bumblebees!
Please?
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