No Flies On Me

today a bluebottle blushed ~ when i smashed its face with a sweeping brush 

was a great buzz and quite some rush ~ now i’m on a downer cleaning mush 

moral of the story’s do not crush ~ best spray their wings then pull and flush 


By
David Kavanagh
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Flood Avatar
June 8, 2023 at 4:20 PM
Ten blue bottles sitting on the wall, ten blue bottles sitting on the wall, now if one blue bottle meets David with his broom, there’d be nine blue bottles facing certain doom. ALL TOGETHER NOW… Nine blue bottles……………. ;-)
Kavanagh  Avatar
June 8, 2023 at 8:58 PM
Ha ha, not quite ten Terry but like I said to Tom below, at least 4 until I decided on chemical warfare, then there were no bluebottles sitting on my dog’s bowl, lol! Cheers David
Cunningham Avatar
June 4, 2023 at 5:48 AM
Lol, hate them damn bluebottles, they certainly make a mess when squashed. Enjoy your weekend. Tom
Kavanagh  Avatar
June 4, 2023 at 6:43 AM
I’ve killed about 4 interlopers already this morning Tom, the sunny weather seems to bringing them out, they are terrible pests altogether once inside, they don’t want to leave, kill em all lol! Cheers David
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