I have a half a billion germs
I keep as tiny pets.
They're cute and clean and never mean
and give me no regrets.
They spend all day engaged in play
upon my skin and hair.
They're on my clothes, between my toes
and in my underwear.
They dance and shout and bounce about.
They run and jump and slide.
My epidermis teems with germs
who party on my hide.
I never fret about the pets
inside my shirt and socks.
I love them there but wonder where
they keep their litter box?
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