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Mid-flight Mosquetoes

Mid-flight Mosquetoes

Those beastly minute nuisance flies
They plague your picnic & fly in your eyes
Masses of marauding menacing midges
Too darn clever to ever get swat
Swarming out in the evening sunset
As you lie on the grass in a beauty spot

Plaguing your peacefulness
Landing in your drinks
Irritating & itching 
Disturbing your ‘Forty winks’
These mid-flight mosquetoes
Tho much smaller than thumbs
They bite tho they are invisible
These pesty ‘No- see -ums’

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