Swatted Mode

This Mosquito is in freefall
Beatific smile
And Buddha belly
All agog
For his Kentucky lady
No humid heat
Nor lack of snow
Will stop him
Tendrils of her love
Caress him
Seduce and tempt him
He was flying around
Flirting in jest
When out of nowhere
He was swatted I guess
Pest control he doesn't regret
From cyber mode
To loving talk
Shared moment so tender
Others quite moist
But tonight he sends her to bed
With the promise of his voice

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