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Mossies seem to pr,efer my rump
But no matter where they leave a lump,
Which causes me to itch and scratch
And leave a rather reddening patch.
When that whne sounds so near my ear,
I begin to quake in fear,
My arms are flailing in the air
I nearly cry with great despair
Mossies shouldn’t make me panic,
My actions I know are quite dramatic,
That buzzing zinging whining noise
Throws me, then I lose my poise
Oh Lord I pray with all my might,
Why do you let the mossies bite,
An answer came, , thank me for mercies small,
I could have made them ten feet tall.
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