Mosquito on my wall

The mosquito from my living room wall,

is now drunk and passed out in the hall,

he sleeps through the day,

drinking his nights away,

I fear that he may secretly be a vampire,

chasing horny teenagers around the campfire,

but  he is stuck in his ancestral puddle,

with malarial uncles who constantly meddle,

and ruin any chance he has, at a normal life,

to find a dream, a house and a wife.

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