One Less Mosquito Bite Tomorrow
One Less Mosquito Bite Tomorrow
On her mantle of pain an evil vulture sits
His mosquito bites feeding off her grits
He drew blood from her heart
And more from her triple parts
She looked to repose as she caught her wits
connie pachecho
8/23/17
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