O’Lovely mosquito,
you came buzzing by,
I smacked you quickly
and waved goodbye.
Just because you’re an insect
doesn’t mean that I hate you,
I hate the itch
after I ate you.
Next time you come bugging me,
please come when I am asleep.
That way, I’ll dream you’re a snack
and swallow you in my sleep.
I know it sounds kinda mean
that I want you to die,
but when you’re on my skin,
I want to cry.
And that is why my dear friend,
when you’re itching to see me,
Please don’t fly,
just buzz by me.