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BYE-BYE FLY

A fly flew through the kitchen window, I was frying, He was big, fat and very black, He nonchalantly settled on the drying rack, No doubt had followed the aroma of food, uninvited prying, With tea towel and fly swatter, was armed and eyeing. Flew closer to the gas burner, unafraid of dying, Both of us ready for deadly battle, He would certainly not live to tattle, There got you, but as hard as I was trying, He was edging nearer to the liver I had frying. Searching with his compound eyes, he found an aperitif filler, A small onion, his taste-buds now craving, My anger now increasingly scaling, Then with the prowess of a tactical serial killer, Lashed out with the tea towel, wiped out the critter.

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Date: 4/19/2025 3:24:00 AM
Don''t you just hate it when a fly gets in the house to disturb the real owners of the space. Flies and fruit flies are a nuisance. Thanks for sharing this one with us. Sara K
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Date: 3/29/2025 4:07:00 PM
Ha ha… absolutely one of my pet hates… FLYS! I’m an animal lover, but my affections do not extend to those foul kamikaze blighters. Glad you gave him a rapid send off. Terry
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Date: 3/25/2025 6:46:00 AM
Jennifer, my goodness...a great detailed description of your thought process and how you're functioning like air traffic control radar when invaded by an attacking aircraft. Hope you are well and having a great day! Thanks for making me smile! Sometimes the little stories and everyday events make the best literature!!!
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Date: 3/25/2025 2:51:00 AM
Occasional flies are suicidal. Great aim to send him where he belongs.
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Date: 3/23/2025 10:50:00 PM
Jennifer he had his last meal like a condemned inmate lol. He should have not tested a determined cook. the audacity of this fly to think he can just show up in your kitchen and have you serve him. Well this fly learned a lesson that will contribute to his demise. If he would have survived he would have learned a lesson but instead he went to a better place where he can eat and be I peace lol. Thanks for sharing your adventure with Mr or Mrs fly. God bless you...
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Date: 3/23/2025 10:46:00 PM
Indeed it is lovely. Can you please check soupmail?
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Date: 3/19/2025 10:54:00 AM
OHHH, thank you for the chuckle. This is great. You creatively delivered a fly attitude and fly killing determination that matches my own fly violation attitude. (Let's not even get into my/our ant violation attitude.) YOU ARE precious. Soup mail. CayCay
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Date: 3/18/2025 8:50:00 PM
Happy ending, except for the fly, of course.
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Date: 3/18/2025 11:41:00 AM
Ha ha! I think we all can relate to a battle such as this! Glad you got it! This was a fun read.
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Date: 3/18/2025 4:15:00 AM
Ahh those pesky flys, how they hone in to certain foods. Well this one got what was coming to him. lol. Great poem Jennifer made me smile...Hugs
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Date: 3/17/2025 8:47:00 AM
Great poetry! Love the changeup of lines! I love when a poet thinks outside the box (lol…with compound eyes). You have to aim with the frying pan…couldn’t help myself! I will have to try this newfangled way of limerick writing.
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Date: 3/16/2025 1:45:00 AM
Beautifully written limerick, dear Jenny. I too have the same experience. When I fry or cook something, one black fly usually comes reeling from nowhere. When I get ready with the swatter, it escapes the best of my efforts to kill it. Even the prowess of a 'serial killer' is proved insufficient. Enjoyed reading your humorous stuff.
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Date: 3/15/2025 8:52:00 AM
Hi Jennifer I will now call you the terminator lol. xx
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