Fly Creek
Fly Creek
It looks inviting from the top of the pier
The water is certainly cold and clear
This hot humid day I might survive
If I would just get up and take a dive
Sitting here with my eyelids closed
Makes me feel quite composed
I sit here under the afternoon sky
just watching Fly Creek flow by
It slowly moves along it's way
Till it ends up in Mobile Bay
By Mike Francis
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