A mosquito came by swiftly
In my corner while cooking
So, obviously and undoubtedly
I wanted to kill the little fucker
So I adjust my aim
With my almighty slipper
To end the short life
Of this wretched creature
But the little bastard
Escaped from the clutches of death
And disappeared as if into oblivion
Away in my room
Away from a terror
Away from a disastrous ending
Away from reincarnating
Into a less hated creature
Hit or miss
I guess sometimes I miss, huh?
So the night goes on
Forgetting that I had
A little visitor hiding
Somewhere in my property
But right before I go to sleep
What do my evil eyes seek?
The little visitor once again
Was overstaying his welcome
On the dry wall
Hit or miss
But this time I don’t miss, huh?
And the wall gets decorated
As my room gets liberated
From a guest that won’t be missed
I smiled, widely and proudly
As once again I’m left alone
Alone in this night, alone in this room
Alone with my lamp, my books
My music, my groove
Alone with a dead bastard
That thought he could live there
By my side
Without paying rent
But I proved him wrong
And that was good enough for me