No Flies On the Wall
If I was a fly on the wall
No matter how big or small
I’d know the news of the day
Before it gets buried away
I’d have the facts at hand
Before they get out of hand
I’d know just what to do
And tell the truth to all you
But the truth of the matter
Is that I’d likely be splatter
Because even the fly on the wall
Cannot be allowed to fly or crawl
And that’s where the truth is today
Squished like fly guts to our dismay
Copyright © David Fisher | Year Posted 2023
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