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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The despicable fly thinks he is tall Because he landed so high on the wall But I’m about to show him just how small He truly is when I make him fall All because of a fly on the wall. With a paper rolled tight with a band Held firm in my good right hand, I’ll send that dirty fly to the promised land — The end of said fly will be so grand. All because of a fly on the wall. I draw back, then let it go, Delivering the most powerful blow. That nasty fly just has to go — But alas, there’s nothing to show. All because of a fly on the wall. The cunning beast is fiercely fast — I’ll stop him yet with a greater blast. Time for mercy is long past. A swing. A miss. I am aghast. All because of a fly on the wall. Past my ear the fly goes buzzing — It truly makes me want to cuss-ing. Now his brain I’ll be concussing, But instead, my room’s a-mussing. All because of a fly on the wall. The lamp is broken, the desk upturned — The fly. The fly. My anger burned. But it does not seem concerned; Oh fly, your buzzing, I’ll adjourn. All because of a fly on the wall. My efforts redouble, I do my worst — My head is pounding, near to burst. Oh this fly, it must be dispersed — I miss again. I’m cursed, accursed. All because of a fly on the wall. Chest heaving, not enough air — But I’ll do for that fly, it hasn’t a prayer. Swing and swat, but it’s never there, The fly acts as if it hasn’t a care. All because of a fly on the wall. I stumble, bumble, fumble, and fall — Pushed too hard for something so small. Too spent to stand, too weak to crawl — Nothing to show though I’ve given my all. All because of a fly on the wall. My breath grows shallow, vision goes dark — So much effort, I’ve left not a mark. The truth sets in; reality stark — I meet my end with none to remark. All because of a fly on the wall.
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