Freddy the Fly Prepared To Fly-Die
Yes, Freddy the fly,
Just wanted to die,
No more Nicole Fly,
No more fly-eye sty,
What was there left
for Freddy the Fly to do?
So Freddy bought a
Slightly used strip
Of fly-paper,
Not to read,
But to taper
And wear in hope of death
He longed for his last fly's breath
But it stuck to his fly hand
Now isn't that grand??!!
So all he got was the vapor.
So if Freddy waves to you,
With his hands all a'glue
Just nod to him there,
But don't you ever fly-dare,
To shake his fly-hand,
Or united you'll stand!!
Copyright © Tom Bell | Year Posted 2007
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