Lazy Summer Day

Lazy Summer Day

Just another lazy summer day
In my hammock snoozing away.
A horde of nasty flies 
Decide to stop by. 
On my toes they want to play 
Shoo flies, just go away!

Now they're buzzing in my ear
Bring the flyswatter my dear!
These flies are going to die 
If they don't continue to fly, 
For one thing is clear 
A battle I do not fear.

Going in for the attack 
I had to step back. 
For one landed on my nose,
My eyes I had to close. 
Soon discovered the fact 
Killer instinct I lack.

Instead I fled, 
Swatting at my head. 
As they chased me down 
I felt like a clown. 
To the house I fled 
To hide under the bed.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Lindley Avatar
March 24, 2017 at 3:17 PM
On a lazy summer day, almost tragic to be plagued by flies. Anything that disrupts the serenity and calm is horrible.. Solid 7 on this gem...
Kinch  Avatar
March 13, 2017 at 4:45 AM
Oh I can relate to this....my hammock hangs between two lovely big apple trees next to a cow field....cows + fruit = flies.
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