mosquito swarm comes after me
mosquito is slick, wily and fast
I hear his buzzing and give a gasp
wearing hoodie now, hotter than an oven
here comes a swarm of them, maybe a dozen
why do they want my blood all of a sudden?
are they tired of the bog, tired of mudd’n?
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