Wednesday, March 31, 2010

1,2,3,4, I declare a war

Don't you just hate leeches.

They turn up on those days where the sun has decided not to wake up.

Then they hunt you down, looking to suck your veins dry.

And once they are victorious, there's no stopping them. One thing leads to another, and they want to conquer more parts of you. So they lie low, biding their time, hiding in some nook or crevice. Eventually you realise they're still there.

But it's too late. They've already started stealing parts of you.

Don't you just hate leeches?

(Photos I took of a leech. This little guy isn't unlucky enough to have a war waged on him by me though, and is happily living in my garden)

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