The Mosquito Skipping Rhyme © mmSeason
With the dampness lately, we’ve had a lot of midges. Too many. And with the warmth, we’ve had bigger insects around here in recent years than i’d seen in this country before.
This (autobiographically-inspired) bit of doggerel would be chanted to accompany playground prancing, say, or a clapping game.
THE MOSQUITO SKIPPING RHYME
© 2009 mmSeason
Mozzie, mozzie, buzzing round –
Think this is a feast you’ve found?
Mozzie, mozzie, taunting us,
Making folks exclaim and cuss!
Mozzie, mozzie, you can’t sneer –
You should not have come in here.
Mozzie, mozzie, snigger not:
I’ve a book with which to swat!
Mozzie, mozzie on my wall,
Which way will your body fall?
Mozzie, mozzie in my tea –
Struggling will not soften me.
Mozzie, mozzie on my finger,
T’flick away I shall not linger…
Mozzie, mozzie, now compost:
I’ll forget your humming ghost.
Mozzie, mozzie had to win!
You’ve left us with itchy skin!