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Zazu04: This one is for my own 'Lady'

An Ode to M, postmortem.
Just to be safe I'll call you M.
We met last night in the dim light
Of one minuscle candlelight.
I thought I'd seen your face before,
But, like I said, the light was poor.
So I turned 'round and looked away,
And let my wandering mind stray.
But you knew who I was, didn't you?
When, from the blue, as if on cue
You whispered gently in my ear
And vanished before I could hear.
You made me look around with fear
As your loud silence filled the air.
So, in deepened gloom, thanks to you,
I lowered my eyes, feeling blue.
But that was when you showed again
And made me bite my lip in pain.
I tried to hold you in my arm
But you thought I was out for harm.
Quickly you shifted to my left,
And so began our conga weft,
Me following, you in the lead.
You enjoyed it, I know you did,
You enjoyed it like a spoilt kid
Would enjoy messing with her feed.
To make it worse, from your pursed lips
You let that annoying song slip.
And so, as we waltzed to and fro
I got tired and let you go.
But as I sat down, overworked,
You made me cry out, "What the- ", shocked.
And that was when I slapped your face,
Spattering blood around the place.
"See, your bad blood has stained my shirt
"You itsy-bitsy piece of dirt.
"Imagine what you've made me do!!",
I blurted like a crazy Jew.
You didn't respond as I glared,
That was when I knew you were dead.
Look what you've done, you silly one,
I lost my temper, now you're gone,
I never really knew your name
Now we've ended our silly game.
You thought I wanted to harm you
But you were wrong, I wish you knew.
Go find your sisters, let them know
I'll always KILL a mosquito!!!

Zazu04: This one is for my own 'Lady'

An Ode to M, postmortem.
Just to be safe I'll call you M.
We met last night in the dim light
Of one minuscle candlelight.
I thought I'd seen your face before,
But, like I said, the light was poor.
So I turned 'round and looked away,
And let my wandering mind stray.
But you knew who I was, didn't you?
When, from the blue, as if on cue
You whispered gently in my ear
And vanished before I could hear.
You made me look around with fear
As your loud silence filled the air.
So, in deepened gloom, thanks to you,
I lowered my eyes, feeling blue.
But that was when you showed again
And made me bite my lip in pain.
I tried to hold you in my arm
But you thought I was out for harm.
Quickly you shifted to my left,
And so began our conga weft,
Me following, you in the lead.
You enjoyed it, I know you did,
You enjoyed it like a spoilt kid
Would enjoy messing with her feed.
To make it worse, from your pursed lips
You let that annoying song slip.
And so, as we waltzed to and fro
I got tired and let you go.
But as I sat down, overworked,
You made me cry out, "What the- ", shocked.
And that was when I slapped your face,
Spattering blood around the place.
"See, your bad blood has stained my shirt
"You itsy-bitsy piece of dirt.
"Imagine what you've made me do!!",
I blurted like a crazy Jew.
You didn't respond as I glared,
That was when I knew you were dead.
Look what you've done, you silly one,
I lost my temper, now you're gone,
I never really knew your name
Now we've ended our silly game.
You thought I wanted to harm you
But you were wrong, I wish you knew.
Go find your sisters, let them know
I'll always KILL a mosquito!!!