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.
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2 comments:
I'm chuckling at the great rythym of your poem, but I'm also hoping you feel better soon!
Thanks, Jenni:)
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