Mr and Mrs Mosquito
lived in an Indian ghetto
they were happy and in love
with Mrs sucking people's blood and how!

One day Mrs went to work
Mr did as always his job a shirk
she found nine donors
but quite unwilling loaners

Mr at home watched TV
without his very good biwi
he forgot he had to feed
on a poor plant's bleed

He grew hungry by evening
his life no more held meaning
he starved and starved
till he heard the bell ring aloud

Mrs broke open the door
saw him lying on the floor
she cried, 'No'
as she watched him go

Mrs grew hopeless
in a terrible mess
decided she'd charge a fee
not suck another for free

Mrs now works in a clinic
as lab assistant basic
collecting many a blood sample
thinking she's a good example

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