Very Bad Archive
Mosquito Royalty
Robert Hawkins
When the mosquito landed,
On me.
I'm thinking the termerity,
The gall.
Its a death sentence for you,
Trying to partake the blood of royalty.
I shall squish you.
And then roll you into a ball.
For thats what we royalty do.
rlh
note: check Son Seals cd
"Letting Go" the whole cd is good jam has got to be one of the best southern rock-blues examples in a long time.
Robert Hawkins has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Robert's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Robert's latest works: