Mosquito
You little monstrous beast
Sucking the life out of me
Leaving me with a disease
No matter how hard I clap for your death
You always sing your rebellious lullaby
Dancing round my ears
Showing off how hard it is to be killed
You wait for my weakling body to heal
And then you strike again
With your venomous sting
Why not strike in the morning?
When I can clearly see your tiny little body
For you will taste death that day
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