Wednesday, January 14, 2009
A la folksong
Mosquitoes are biting me,
fleas are biting me.
My love doesn't want me.
I still want her.
What am I going
to do about her?
For mosquitoes and fleas
I am going to buy a spray.
What about my love?
I all ready forgot about her.
What was her name?
Copyright 2007
Marie Neumann
Stephenville, Texas
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