The White Lice

In the dark recess of her tresses,
Lay the tiny specimen- a couple of white lice.
They crawled their way in and out,
And thrived on her prized scarlet.
Unions they formed, they stood so strong,
And displayed inane arrogance!
Learning to sing, learning to dance,
They hopped their way through Ebony.
Growing in number, an imminent risk,
They found their way on many a head!
The masses demanded representation,
And so the King formed a Parliament.
Discussions were held and laws were made,
And tere were many a strike and protest.
Democracy- the new haven for white lice.
They bred everywhere unabashedly,
And lived unhappily ever after.
And THAT, my dear, was a colony of white lice.
Or, white lies.
Same difference.