The mosquito mafia
Are hunting all of ya!
Been around a long time
Here comes that grating whine
Secretive blood-drinking killers
But isn’t the onus on us
To not be their dinner?
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Author:
Mutley Ravishes (
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Comments2
Yes - not an advertising jingle for a proprietary mosquito spray, is it?
Haha!
I married an English Rose, I hardly ever get bitten.
Nice! Not too acidic.
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