A Mosquito Poem by Kostas Lagos
A Mosquito
Mr. Proboscis was a mosquito
he had a dream to go to Quito
So he tried to find a plane
but he got caught in a rain
Now he lives in a stale burrito
he tried to find a plane but he got caught in a rain Now he lives in a stale burrito.. smiled after reading your fine poem...... very interesting nonsense with a sense. tony
My third laugh of the day and my comments remain the same. Three well-penned limericks, well done
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/8/2024 2:03:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Another hilarious verse, thank you, 10+ my friend. PR