Green Seed In a Red Circle
You Know how I know
That I am
getting OLDER?
The more and more I like
The Taste.
of TOMATOES.
The Mosquito Eater
Outside of
the WINDOW
won't budge for this wind
No he's holding
ON.
waiting for the right mosquito
to come by one day.
AS AM I.
When I find my next mosquito
I'll surely eat her. Gobble her right up.
I WON'T torture her like the LAST ONE.
Spin her in my web and feast on her
For Days.
As the Spider does.
No, now I am a Mosquito eater.
All it will take is one swift swoop.
I'll Devour all of her right up.
What she says and what she does.
But only for one Moment
To get a quick brunch.
For now I am the mosquito eater.
And I put them out of their misery.
I can turn back into the SPIDER.
But I am having too much fun.
Maybe I will by the time
I can eat a tomato
COMPLETELY by
Itself
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