Grace Gilbert: “The Mosquito”
The Yellow House Poets
The Mosquito
by Grace Gilbert
Here comes again out nightly guest
The one whose sound is meant to disrupt our nights
That being whose spotted legs are long and thin
Whose aim are like the tip of a pin
In its mouth a needle, long and fierce
I haven’t seen no human flesh it cannot pierce
It dips in stealthily and sucks your blood
And stains your sheets with a messy flood from its tiny belly
It left a piece for every bite—it is a fever
A dangerous disease, hard to fight
To chase it
We fight to keep it off at home and school
Clean our surroundings and left no stagnant pool
Let’s keep fighting this unwelcome guest which bite with ease
One little prick then a big disease.
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Grace Gilbert
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