Song of the Mosquito
by Paul J. Willis
I whine by day,
I whine by night;
your flesh, it whets
my appetite.
Within your powers
do what you may—
you can swat
or you can spray—
but in the end
I will succeed
and pierce your skin
to fill my need.
For God made me
as He made you;
He loves mankind
but loves me too.
And as his Son
shed blood for thee,
I ask that you
shed some for me!