Mumbai Mosquitoes
They seem to be unending,
These soaring hoardes on high,
Dive bombing innocent victims,
Like warring samurai.
I try to circumvent them,
With pharmacy and such,
But the nasty little buggers,
Like foreign flesh too much.
Especially in the shower,
They seem to make a pass,
They seem to concentrate, it seems,
On my expanse of a@%*!
You may think I have the measles,
I know I look a sight,
A legion of those critters
Had their way with me last night.
While they are irritating,
I take it all in stride,
With my daily doxycycline,
And the CDC, my guide!
Carmen Henesy
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