Simon has short black hair and a long back. Last evening as I opened the back door to let him into the house, I noticed three mosquitoes riding on his back, chatting. Once inside the house, they took flight and proceeded to bite me the rest of the evening. Did Simon know he was giving aid and comfort to the enemy? I wouldn't think so but one can never be too sure!
#438
Old Eyes
I have a pet floater,
I call him Mo,
I take him with me
Wherever I go.
He lives in my eye
And moves like the ghost
Of a long dead mosquito,
The bug I hate most.
Some days the floaters
Are numerous as stars,
But Mo always stays there
In orbit like Mars.
Sometimes I swipe
At a passing brown blot
Before it can bite me,
Forgetting it's not--
A mosquito!
#250
ZAP!
A ten pound mosquito
Sat on my chest,
Stuck her proboscis
Through a hole in my vest;
Hit my pacemaker,
Got a big shock.
The ten pound mosquito
Is dead as a rock!
