The first winter night it escaped.
In second night it had succeeded,
Third night it triumphantly fled
And fourth night is still to fade.
The whole colony is calmly sleeping tonight
But awakened I plan about the coming fight
That is to take place here in this wintry night.
I have binoculars in hand to perk up sight.
The sole enemy can anytime arrive
Tonight either I or he will survive.
If victorious a word of honor I do give
That enemy’s remains will be archive.
Swarming came the two winged like rattle.
Charging, I also groaned aloud like cattle.
After a bloody fight the enemy was slain
And this corpse of mosquito is my gain.