The net is not secured well and he trespassed.
It plays the usual tune of his lyre
While sitting on his forehead,
The poor patient named 'Leukemia' in the life hospital.
And if possible suck all the excessive leucocytic cells in the blood.
Let him live a long as he never makes any Wars.
nimal dunuhinga
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-safe-landing-of-a-mosquito/
