Mosquito
O Mrs. Mosquito, quit biting me please!
I’m happy my blood type with your type agrees.
I’m glad that my flavor
Has met with your favor.
I’m touched by your care;
Yes, I’m touched everywhere:
On my arms and my legs, on my elbows and knees,
Till I cannot tell which
Is the itchiest itch
Or which itch in the batch
Needs the scratchiest scratch.
Your taste for my taste is the reason for these,
So Mrs. Mosquito, quit biting me please!
Mary Ann Hoberman
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