Ode To The Mosquito

little pesky things,
so small, yet your bites always leave stings.

i try to leave you be,
but you always come back to me.

what is it about my blood that you so adore?
what about me drives you to come for more?

now that you've eaten,
i feel annoyed and beaten.

each time you choose to hitch,
it is another red spot on me that i have to itch.

how i hate you so,
you little pesky thing, you mosquito