A Fly

The windows have been shut for days
So I cannot begin
To comprehend exactly how
A fly has gotten in.

The A/C’s working overtime
To counteract the heat
And though we’ve ventured out at times,
We beat a fast retreat.

It’s possible, I guess, that fly
Did hitchhike on our clothes
Or maybe in a shopping bag
Or someplace no one knows.

No matter how he made it in,
The next time he is sighted,
The swatter will be on the move,
‘Cause he was not invited!

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Eileen Manassian

Date: 7/31/2025 4:13:00 AM

Oh dear. They do like to make life difficult, don't they! The fly might just fly out of your reach! ;)

Gershon Wolf

Date: 7/30/2025 8:51:00 PM

So cruel, Ilene. O, my. ~ 'I, Fly'

Abdullah Alhemaidy

Date: 7/30/2025 12:40:00 PM

Hello Ilene Bauer :-) Big smile! Yeah! It’s possible! He or she how come one knows for sure!? One should not worry that much of a fly :-) I like your poem, thanks for sharing! Have a nice day ~ AA best wishes.

Jan Allison

Date: 7/30/2025 12:30:00 PM

ha ha ha - if it was a bee you could have told it to buzz off bu tI dont blame you for swatting that pesky fly lol:-) hugs jan xx