A Fly On Board
I deserve this flight,
I'd have paid, a little more
That I know, I know
The cheque wasn't mine, fine
But now, there's a fly aboard
Flying with me
Across the border
It's busy singing
Seat to seat, head to head
Sometimes it tastes a lip
And looks away
There's a fly aboard
I'm not petty
It doesn't. The fly does not
Deserve this fight
Its my war.
I want to skin it
I shall kill it
It a manner
It will live to remember
Thrice, I queued, I stood
Thrice, I checked my pack
Eyes, I passed the cops
I walked this talk
This fly did not
For fairness the fly must go
For sanity I've stopped
My mission
The fly must go
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