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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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Book: Shattered Sighs