Little, bitty mosquito
Flying upon the moor,
Today you are no vermin,
You are a creature of this world.
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Today you are no vermin, You are a creature of this world. You live a rather short life Despised and hated. Forever knowing you death Can never be belated.......well hiden message in your poem...with short life also you can deliver good... oh so nice...10 rad mine i amdisgrace... yes to to... you go alone...
It is the sweetness of your blood my friend, they always go for sweet sucks like us! Smiling at you Tai, a bit of a swatter herself!
If only the mosquito could read, nice poem i enjoyed the read