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Max very cheery -gave me a good laff!! P in the rain P -----Original Message----- From: Poetryetc provides a venue for a dialogue relating to poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On Behalf Of Max Richards Sent: 28 February 2007 07:15 To: [log in to unmask] Subject: Muskeeter - 28 Feb 07 snap [first sending seems to have vanished] Muskeeter In the dimmest hour of the night there comes to the sleeping pair the chromatic mmm of a mosquito circling first his ear - he wakes, freezes - then hers - she twitches, mutters a curse. He's confident his old-man's hairy leathery skin repels most mosquitoes, so long as his tender inside-arms are under the sheet. He reckons her smooth skin will nourish this and any blood-sampling insect. Why get out of bed in search of spray? Lie low till it's gone away. On a stagecoach to Nevada Mark Twain's chance travel- ling companion held still while the mosquito sank its tube in her arm, then smash, another 'musketeer' crushed. She let the corpses pile up. Our prolonged drought means most breeding-grounds have dried up. Rare here this year the muskeeter. Meantime it's a circling mmm in the dark room of 2 a.m. Given its pause by her cheek, and her readied slap, it may soon be a red smear. Wednesday 28 February 2007 Max Richards Doncaster, Victoria ------------------------------------------------------------ This email was sent from Netspace Webmail: http://www.netspace.net.au