A Sexy Young Mosquito Named Fey
She was a sexy young mosquito named Fey
Had no qualms about chewing your flesh away
We did not realize what a hard bug she was
Until she flew in and began chewing on Cuz.
Cuz let out a shriek, and slapped her arm very hard.
Fey flew away, but threw down a poem by a bard.
Poem said simply she had most particular taste.
She needed the blood type of my cousin, Big Waste.
Big Waste was the kind who got puffed up quite quickly.
Rolled up her sleeve and invited Fey to dine slickly.
Fey had to be coaxed for she was a player.
She burrowed down under BW’s skin layer.
Ouch! Big Waste said. Can you dine a bit faster?
Fey brought in brothers making lunch a crazy disaster.
Someone ran for mosquito repellent and brought out a spray.
Which ended the cousins and that arrogant bully named Fey
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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