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A Skeeter Hit My Windshield

A skeeter hit my windshield, This I surely knew. He flew across in front of me As many skeeters do. The skeeter that hit my windshield Was a frisky little dude! He wanted to ride with me, I reckon But what a way to intrude! In Lonoke County, Arkansas, Where skeeters are known to be. Is where I ran over this overgrown bug Or he tried to run over me. If you’re not from this area, you wouldn’t know, But please try to understand. There’s some big ol’ skeeters here in Arkansas Some only a fraction as big as a man. An Arkansas skeeter hit my windshield, Boy he made a big ol’ thump. When these skeeter hit your windshield You’ll think you hit a speed bump!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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