Chritmas Mosquitoes

Christmas Mosquitoes Twas the night before Christmas That would make it Christmas Eve Squadrons of mosquitoes were following me Outside on the lawn, no ice or snow This is Florida don't you know My spouse and I had just dunked our heads In a vat of bug repellent and started to bed We became surrounded and began to pray The buzzing got closer anyway Mosquitoes treat bug spray like marinade They targeted us and began their parade The Mrs. just finished her whiskey night cap Staggered to bed without a road map On the way she lit candles about the house Though it was so dark and she had her doubts We don't have candles, only TNT Lets see if insects like to feed on these Merry Christmas to all except the mosquito We scratched their last itch and made it finito