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Ode To a Gnat

Gnats, fruitflies, midges, black flies
What do you call them?
I call them pests.
Unwelcome guests
I call them demons from hell.
They fly past my face.
They go for my eyes.
Lucifer in disguise
They like my white screen
They’re like a bad dream
And they’re really no good
When they try for my food
Oh please go away
You devils so small
You MUST be gone
As summer turns into fall
I don’t want to see
You ‘round here again
Count your tiny selves warned
Go back whence you came
Go straight down the drain

Copyright © | Year Posted 2023




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Date: 1/10/2024 9:58:00 AM
I love it Ellen!! You're one of my favorite poets!! Those dastardly little pests are so annoying! Kind regards, Alto
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Date: 9/22/2023 8:04:00 PM
Oh yes, You've lived it.
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Date: 9/17/2023 1:37:00 PM
I agree Ellen ….horrible little creatures!! Debx
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Date: 9/17/2023 6:12:00 AM
lol I love your attitude on all of those pesky little demons, Ellen. Mosquitoes buzzing around my face when I'm trying sleep, fruit flies are much too bold, and how in the heck do they appear as if from nowhere?
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Ellen Gwaltney Bales
Date: 9/17/2023 2:35:00 PM
LinLane, I'm told that the little devils come up from the drains. I keep my drains covered but they still manage to get in.

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