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The first winter night it escaped. In second night it had succeeded, Third night it triumphantly fled And fourth night is still to fade. The whole colony is calmly sleeping tonight But awakened I plan about the coming fight That is to take place here in this wintry night. I have binoculars in hand to perk up sight. The sole enemy can anytime arrive Tonight either I or he will survive. If victorious a word of honor I do give That enemy’s remains will be archive. Swarming came the two winged like rattle. Charging, I also groaned aloud like cattle. After a bloody fight the enemy was slain And this corpse of mosquito is my gain.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Date: 10/3/2011 8:21:00 AM
Thanks Nessa for commenting. I am glad that you liked this piece. :)
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Date: 10/2/2011 9:46:00 AM
Loving the ending, very humorous. Nessa
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