Pity Not the Common Fly
Pity not the common fly
He is not your kind of guy
First he buzzes in your ear
Heedless to, 'Get out of here'
Then he gets into your shirt
If he bites you, it will hurt
Once you get him out of there
You may not find him anywhere
Until it's time to go to bed
When you hear him by your head
At which point you swat him dead
Or so you thought, 'cos he just fled...
Then you wake up in the morn
OMG! That fly's reborn
As you search for your bug spray
Console yourself!
A fly's life span is fifteen days
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2020
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