MOSQUITO MIKE
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MOSQUITO MIKE
Just something a bit humorous on this hot summer day..
There once was a mosquito named Mike.
His buzzing and biting I did not like.
On my arm he found a place
flitted and fluttered with grace.
I swatted at him with a handspike.
Mike dodged and weaved with carefree ease.
He feasted on my blood, what a sleaze.
He's a small creature, not grand,
Mosquito Mike, wings so weak and bland.
Caught him in my hand. OOOPS! Big squeeze.
Copyright © Sara Baker | Year Posted 2025
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