Anopheles Poem by Alexander Onoja

Help! I have a witch in my home,
I remember when she was born in the sewers.
Found her sleeping in the quiet gloom,
Where I went fishing with my brothers.

Whenever the lights are out,
She comes buzzing by my head.
Armed with a demonic syring on her mouth,
Dancing round and round my bed.

Scared, I pulled the covers over my face,
At the sight of the micro vampire.
Scared, I allowed her drink at my place,
Hoping she would get drunk and retire.

But I was aroused by the hued nocturnal,
Who won't let me alone to be.
When she left at dawn, she was maternal,
Which was unknown to me.

Okay, I accept, I got her pregnant,
And yes! We did a DNA test,
My sister is happy she'd be an Aunt,
Though the feelings were unexpressed.

I know what you're thinking,
But espousing her means She'll no more attack me,
I know you think I've been drinking,
What do you expect when she rejected me.

Since she refused to be my spouse,
Against my compelled wish,
Then the mosquito should leave my house,
Because she's a witch.