I had this mozzie recently buzzing around my bed
I'd try to get him when he came near but just smacked myself in the head
Couldn't catch the nuisance
When I put the light on he would hide
I haven't heard him for a while so I guessed he must have died.
Last night, half asleep, I dropped my glass
While mopping up the water my joy was enhanced
Hiding under my mattress was a daddy long legs in his webb
Now I thought, how good is that!
The Lord sent me a friend.
Better than the toxic cocktails we are told to spray around
God's little helper was just above the ground
Setting his net near the mozzie lair-
Now I am sleeping peacefully.
So lovely in his care.
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Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Magic
We call them midges in Scotland
Kill one and 100 come to the funeral
Thoroughly enjoyed
Good write 2.
Empathised with every line.... My old mate was the huntsman, although both the spider and the mozzies seem to have disappeared in the last ten years... Climate change...?
Might be that El Nino
Excellent work. Those things drive me crazy.
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