Freddy the Fly Wonders Why
Good ol' Freddy, always ready,
Though he don't know why,
He should even try,
One day Freddy decided
it was time for a change,
So he went to an entomologist,
to see if he could arrange,
To be turned into a mosquito,
Now isn't that strange?
He thought if his word had
more of a bite,
He would start feeling all right,
But the Doctor said no,
As a fly you must go,
Now please get out of my sight!!
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