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Unnatural Hate For A Little Mosquito

I see you totter on the ground,
I see your li'l legs fail;
I will not help you while I can,
Nor give one droplet of my blood
To save your starving life.

I hate you whatever is my mood,
Hate you because you want your food,
Hate you because God created you,
I hate the very you.
Sunday, July 16, 2006
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COMMENTS
Brian Jani 27 June 2014
Its quite profound that a mosquito feasts solely on our blood.
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