I've removed --
A MASSIVE
Blood sucking
T-I-C-K
From my dog's --
Derrière (bum)
And I think --
Of HIM
A leech lifeform
DERIVING
Its sustenance
By draining --
Superior beings
Of what's theirs
Platelets,
Red cells,
Life force!
And it spreads
Diseases in its --
W-A-K-E!
Yes it is him
He's a 200-pound
T-I-C-K
Without the decency
To allow himself --
Remedy between,
My tweezers!
By Lady Lost
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