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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MOSQUITOES, by AL-SUMAISIR First Line: Mosquitoes are sucking / my blood like sweet wine Last Line: Each vein is a string. Subject(s): Mosquitoes | |||
Mosquitoes are sucking My blood like sweet wine, And hey noddy-noddy They merrily sing. How nimbly they're plucking, These minstrels divine! Their lute is my body, Each vein is a string. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A MOSQUITO by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE MOSQUITO KNOWS by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE THE MOSQUITO TURNED MESSENGER by MELEAGER PADDY MINOGUE'S MOSQUITO-NET by J. SAYERS MOSQUITO NETTING by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS DELIGHTS OF CAMP LIFE by ANONYMOUS FROSTY MORNING by JAMES HARRISON THE PLACE OF PEACE by EDWIN MARKHAM THE LAST WORD OF A BLUEBIRD; AS TOLD TO A CHILD by ROBERT FROST |
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