A Worthy Opponent
The Late-Night Match
He’s the biggest one I’ve ever seen,
A worthy opponent he is indeed.
With temptation strong to run away,
It became clear, he’s out to play.
Equipped with confidence as my weapon,
My family - even my dogs - cheer me on.
I raise my tool (the Bug-A-Salt),
And cock it back, prepped to wipe him out.
I’m now ready for this little pest!
My patience and aim, he sure did test…
Until the deed is finally done:
Hooray for me! I have won.
The mosquito eater lies there dead,
So it’s definitely time for bed!
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