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Love Your Bug

Oh fly my insect friend
I love you above all things
No one ever really understood why
They took your wings off one at a time
It is hard to get about without them
Walking is difficult too 
When they remove some of your legs
Leaving only two to make you look more human
Promising they would never hurt you
Too good to ever hurt a fly
Oh fly, looks aren't everything
No one hugs you or tucks you in at night
But I will love my fly and bring dead carcasses
Spring showers are just the thing to purify
To caress the wingless creatures crawl
Stay away from people with swatters and sprays
To live another day
Please don't die before you eat dead meat
That would defeat the purpose of true love
My bug.... My one and only insect buddy 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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