Fly Flipping Here and There
An early morning appetiser to help breakfast go down better. TC
This just to whet your appetite
As A Fly Does
What would it be like to be a Fly?
Buzzing around wondering why
Flitting from lampshade to curtain and back,
Dodging the cobwebs and flyswats that crack
Landing on baldheads about to sleep,
Tickling their forearms and couping a “bleep”
How silly a fly simply has to be,
Annoying people just like a flea
Stirring them up to a frightful degree,
Until one can’t stand it and flattens at least three
Who can blame them it can’t be much fun,
The higher they fly the nearer the sun
Regurgitating on ordure and eating it up
Then walking awhile on the lip of your cup
Flies can madden a man to the enth degree,
Making one itch to kill far more than three
But it is only a little insect with a penchant to infect
Doing things peculiar to a lonely insect
Just like we do and the folks they inspect
They proliferate and swiftly inject
A modicum of frustration is generated as I do no doubt
When I’ve gotten under one’s skin and made her pout
Intelligence is remarkable, is it in a fly?
Smarter ones appear to be there as they go on bye
Some certainly keep away, others are a pest
I reckon the further ones are those that know best
If you were a fly would you try to die?
Who would want to linger around a fresh turd pie
Don’t be absurd I hear you ply
You were always ready to give anything a try
This poem by TC is not only great. It is delirious.
When I said that Terry said Horn, are you serious.
Ho Ho
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
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