Adding to my canon of remarkable poetry


Itchy ankle, itchy ankle,
You’re the cause of all my rankle.

Damn mosquito, found my vein,
Your existence is my bane.

Can’t think clearly, can’t think straight,
Since my blood was made the bait.

All I want to do is itch,
Throw my body in a ditch

Of hydrocortisone.



  1. Emily on May 27, 2009 at 11:37 AM

    Oh Annie.

    My favorite is still the bra-shopping poem.

    I’m sorry you itch.

  2. Sarah Kate on May 27, 2009 at 1:07 PM


  3. soulstirrer on May 27, 2009 at 8:02 PM

    hahah I coincidently jumped in to this page….this is really different kinda poetry :D

  4. Matt on May 28, 2009 at 9:41 AM

    I counted 10 evil bites this morning, and have been carrying around itchiecream all week! Loved the poem, and thanks for your happy words about my new adventure. I thought you’d approve!

  5. Dani on May 28, 2009 at 11:57 AM

    I can totally envision this as a song. Just add that catchy country twang, add a chorus, and you’ve got the next big hit! ;)

  6. annie on May 28, 2009 at 2:21 PM

    You are so funny.

  7. Little AP on May 28, 2009 at 2:47 PM

    Genius. This kind of stuff hasn’t been written since “Poison Ivy”.

  8. Riley on June 2, 2009 at 4:46 PM

    I know we still haven’t met… but have I ever told you that you’re my hero? Really. I hope to transition into my post-college life as gracefully as you have… and maybe someday I’ll be as witty. and wise. and funny.

    Because you, my friend, are hilarious. Like laugh-out-loud in class while I’m reading your blog hilarious.

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