In a cozy little cottage, by the meadow wide,
Lived a louse and a flea, with nowhere to hide.
With a scratch and a jump, they'd roam around,
In search of adventure, on the softest ground.
Oh, the louse and the flea, with their tiny feet,
In the cottage small, where shadows meet.
With a wiggle and a bounce, they'd make their way,
Through the fields of green, night and day.
The louse was slow, with legs so small,
While the flea was swift, never to fall.
But together they danced, in a merry spree,
In the cozy cottage, by the tall oak tree.
Oh, the louse and the flea, with their tiny feet,
In the cottage small, where shadows meet.
With a wiggle and a bounce, they'd make their way,
Through the fields of green, night and day.
In the end, they found their place,
In the cozy cottage, with endless space.
For friendship and joy, were their guiding light,
In the louse and the flea's dance, ever bright.