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Poooor Freddy....deserted
by his bride,
Felt so damn hopeless,
All you'd ever see,
Was just how much he cried

So Freddy went,
to a fly psychologist,
Hoping that it meant,
He wouldn't cut his fly-wrist,

But Dr. Sigmund Fly,
Heard his tale, as he did cry,
He asked Poooor Freddy why,
He wanted so to die...

Freddy spoke his truth,
An ache in his fly-tooth
Made him cry so bad,
Not the fly-bride he'd had,

Dr. Sigmund Fly,
Looked Freddy
in his thousand part fly-eye,
Said he couldn't lie,
There was a chance he'd die.....

Now this news stunned Freddy,
His world so surely shook,
He bade the Dr. Fly,
Goodbye,
and his leave he took....

He went to the Roach Motel,
Thinking to die is just as well,
But for Poooor Freddy Fly did there find,
He was not the right insect kind.....

Last anyone saw of Freddy,
He was getting himself ready,
To fly to Mexico,
To some Mexican Fly that he did know....

So, when you swat a fly,
I beg you please try,
to identify the fly
And if a sombrero he wears,
Let pooooor Freddy go!

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