I dreamed I was a fat mosquito
And thought it not a sin
To drain the blood of every human
to pierce and pock their skin
I was a loving ‘squito mama
With a lot of larvae
Denzel, Jane and Wilhelmina,
Emmy, Joe and Harvey
I lived a life deemed worthy by
The insect god Big Kevin
And thus was asked to come and live
With him in ‘squito Heaven
What an imagination you have… 🙂
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This answers a lot of theological questions about what Hell is like and what is going to be there.
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Yes. Sadly, I fear, it may be misunderstood as a humorous piece, Michael, when it is, in fact, a serious exercise in biblical exegesis.
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This answers a lot of theological questions regarding what Hell is like, and what will be down there.
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See reply above. ;>)
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Charming as ever, Mitch. I still look forward to finding a mosquito free heaven ❤
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Ha! Love this.
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That was the first time I imagined being a mosquito….. to funny!
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That was great, Mitch for sure.
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Mosquitoes like me but I don’t like them. If he’ll is where they are heading, they asked for it, and they got my nodding. Another funny one, thanks.
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The lake of fire tormented them, they writhed where it was hot; but I found myself adapted there, to rear my little tots.
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Hahahaha…definitely hell. I’m from the deep south, and I only see ‘Squito Mamas when I’m there visiting. Great post!
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Thanks, Michelle!
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