Mosquito

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    Mosquito

     Death toll rises as it comprises,
    Lethal concoctions of disease
    In gargantuan sizes 

    Corrupter of plasma
    Existing since magma
    No sound in the village
    You have silenced the laughter

    Parasitic host
    No other comes close
    Of all creatures here
    You have killed the most

    Slap! Ouch!
    Your sting hurts darn it!
    Mosquito,I think you are the devil incarnate!

    ~~MLong

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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    MLong’s Poems (10)

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    Mosquito 0 09/21/2009
    Bee 0 09/20/2009
    In Lieu 0 09/19/2009
    Nothing 0 09/18/2009
    Wake Up. 0 09/18/2009
    My Skin. 0 09/18/2009
    The Battle. 0 09/17/2009
    The Harvest. 1 09/17/2009
    Effect 0 09/17/2009
    The Veil. 1 05/09/2009
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