The spot

A pox upon a chicken or a fight about a bear
would not be worse that what i've seen
and what i have to wear
it first appeared on my birthday
beneath an empty cocktail tray
i scrubbed but found to my dismay
a spot that would not go away
i got... the spot
"oh what the hell" i seemed to say
and laughed a little bit
but when i saw the spot had moved
i nearly had a fit!
a fever froze me in my place
when then i found it on my face
curdling my blood i screamed
"be gone or be some heinous dream!"
i got... the spot
oblong it interacted
with my follicles of hair
and now it grows in magnitude
and sits upon a chair
it sleeps upon my shirt
and smiles at me
when i get hurt
i can't believe that blotch is there!
but still i cover it with care
i got... the spot