That Ugly Mosquito Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

By day and by night That ugly mosquito comes to my room or Wherever I sit to bite me painfully, My blood is being preferred by any ugly mosquito anytime, It sucks my pretty blood for itself To be its pretty meal, I suffer and I rub my skin, so It hurts me every time, On a daily basis, Suddenly I suffer that mosquito's ugliness, so I have no choice, but To cover my whole body when going to bed... ______________________________________________________________________