My mosquito

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When I was little

He was there

Because I was brittle

He was cheerful

And he'd care

To push me off the heat

Or dance In the rain to the beat

He had a business

I was a part of it

He'd bring me presents

Tell me prophets of legends

Kill those mosquitoes

And tuck me in

Then out of the blue

There was smog

There was loo

The lunch table was barren

And his face buried

For countless hours of work he did

a little of my share

That was deduced

The fables reduced

His expectations brewed

The brave men replaced

By the cunning ones

It was all rockets and space

They local news channel would play

Give us the deaths n births of the day

He'd kill those mosquitoes

And wish me good night

Those were the days

When the sun was scorching

The moon hard to find

Then one night

He drove me to the airport

Kissed my brow

And hugged me tight

He told me he was a call away

And he let me out on a land faraway

He had a Rolex

And an empire to run

During the first few days

He'd call each dawn

Months descended

So did his voice

He'd scowl and frown

For those impeccable mistakes

But in a moment or two

He'd puff his chest

And tell me he was proud

He gave me the mosquito repellent

And we never met at nights

Those were the day

When the sun had no heat

The moon was at a distant fleet

He and I were together

Today and forever

Close to his chest

Or seven seas apart

He'll be my father

And I his daughter

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