Today has been pleasant and fairly warm. And with old Punxsutawney Phil in Pennsylvania predicting an early spring, we must once again face the facts that not all of Earth's species are our friends.
With this thought in mind, I decided to share this Ogden Nash inspired ditty with you.
Swat and Grumble
The trouble with the skeeter
Is she thinks that she is neater
Than any other thing ever put upon this Earth.
She thinks there's nothing sweeter
Than a man from head to feeter
And to provide her daily food is the only reason for our birth.
She lurks there in the quiet
Till the time is right to try it
Then dive-bombs her victims till she's either stuffed or dies.
I cannot deny it
We could start a riot
By inventing a device to ensure her complete demise.
She doesn't ask permission
When she goes out a-fishing
Searching for the sweet aroma of our flesh and blood.
She gets her best nutrition
While we just lay there wishing
Noah had found a way to overlook her in the flood.
So think about the skeeter
And the ways we can defeat her
In this wicked little game she plays of cat and mouse.
For you can trust a skeeter
To be a sure repeater
Lurking in the shadows to attack you in your house.