Patriotic mosquitoes

Hey this is my poem.Read it enjoy it,but don't steal it.


Hello out there,
yes you,beware,
mosquito i maybe,
but you get me wrong baby!

I work day and night,
under the harsh studio light,
to produce things that you like,
i can even speak on the mike,
just for you dear,my schedule is tight,
I appear in All out,Maxo,Good Night.

You may wonder,then why i scream,
in your ears during your dream,
but don't get me wrong silly,
its my love for you truly,really,
and also it works as waking alarm for you,
for species like you are found too few.

And we have got some rules in the game,
one cannot bite the same man again,
we do not like to drink your blood always,
but you see there are no other ways.

But now i have got PAIDS,
its similar to your AIDS,
only just it is aquired politically,
my days remain too few,i tell you really,
I got on friday night,the disease,
I went to Janpath,just at ease,
there i entered a politician's home,
conspiring against his country own,
I bit him,drank:fodder,coffins and bofors,
the blood of the one who drinks yours,
but sadly,at his turn,malaria no,dengue no,
and he gave me PAIDS at one go,
and now i lay dying here,
and he might the enjoying there.

But don't be dissapointed for me,
this might be the turn of destiny,
Bush is coming and he might be next,
i'll be prepared on his context,
for people like him are found rarely,
please pray,i get him,even if barely.


SAMEER THUKRAL