Analysis of Dead Mosquito
I’m not sad about your death, I think you deserved it.
You always kept coming at me and wouldn’t quit.
You pecked at my hands and feet and gave me bites.
Which left me scratching for many nights.
You always made yourself hard to catch,
But my parents and a kitchen towel are quite the match.
With one hit of the kitchen towel, you are dead.
Your wings can now never be spread.
Scheme | AABBCCDD |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1110111111011 1111011011 11111010111 111101101 11101111 11100010101101 111101010111 11111011 |
Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
Characters | 373 |
Words | 73 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 8 |
Lines Amount | 8 |
Letters per line (avg) | 37 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 292 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 73 |
About this poem
An elegy about mosquitoes :>
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Submitted on June 11, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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