EEEEE-ing...

Mosquitoes are so annoying,
As they emit nonstop buzzing.
Once they have done the stinging,
You’ll be doing the scratching.
You hate them when they are flying,
Because then you keep on missing.
When they land on something,
You’ll turn them into nothing.
If you keep on losing,
For you can’t do any killing,
Then soon you’ll be burning,
With the dengue fever they bring.
After that your head will be spinning,
Your eyes will be hurting,
Your joints will be stiffening,
And your skin will be reddening.
Soon you’ll be pleading,
That you can carry on living.
If all goes well during praying,
Your body will activate self-healing.
In a week or two of resting,
You will become fit for fighting,
And you will go around splattering,
Everything with wings that is moving.