Freddy the Fly
Dapper Freddy,
the house fly
and this is a fly
not prone to lie
he does buzz around
at breakneck speed
he wears his crown
a fly-king, indeed
a cinch for him
to ceiling walk
or climb up walls
he can even fly-talk!!
yes Freddy is cool,
he really is
just passed my eyes
he sure did wiz
well Freddy was in search
of a Mrs. Freddy Fly
tired of being a bachelor
I don't know why
he did woo his share
of lovely gnats
everytime one went by
he'd remove his hats
Freddy was also brave,
fearing not insect spray
nor swift used swatter
the more he was hunted
the more his temperature got hotter
one day Freddy will likely die
perhaps his fly-body landing
on a window sill
seems the place they end up
more oft than not
even without an insect spray shot
so go on your merry way for now,
Freddy Fly, my dear little fly-friend
just stay away from my food
or meet your Freddy Fly end!!
Copyright © Tom Bell | Year Posted 2007
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