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Lazy Summer Day

Lazy Summer Day Just another lazy summer day In my hammock snoozing away. A horde of nasty flies Decide to stop by. On my toes they want to play Shoo flies, just go away! Now they're buzzing in my ear Bring the flyswatter my dear! These flies are going to die If they don't continue to fly, For one thing is clear A battle I do not fear. Going in for the attack I had to step back. For one landed on my nose, My eyes I had to close. Soon discovered the fact Killer instinct I lack. Instead I fled, Swatting at my head. As they chased me down I felt like a clown. To the house I fled To hide under the bed.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 3/24/2017 3:17:00 PM
On a lazy summer day, almost tragic to be plagued by flies. Anything that disrupts the serenity and calm is horrible.. Solid 7 on this gem...
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Date: 3/13/2017 4:45:00 AM
Oh I can relate to this....my hammock hangs between two lovely big apple trees next to a cow field....cows + fruit = flies.
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