Saturday, August 8, 2009


A giant mosquito the size of a crow
was perched this morning upon my big toe
before I could swat him
he took a big bite
Now, I'm filled with a terrible fright

I'm tired and aching, I fear I'm sick
Did I get West Nile from that mosquito stick?
I took a nap and
still don't feel better
I hope I can come out from under the weather.


jenni said...

I'm chuckling at the great rythym of your poem, but I'm also hoping you feel better soon!

Robin said...

Thanks, Jenni:)