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The Firefly and the Tiny Flea

The firefly said to the tiny flea ‘What good you do I cannot see You lose your way in a plush rug or carpet’ The flea said, ‘Perhaps… Maybe ~ Come. I shall sell you in my market’

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Paula Goldsmith

Date: 7/2/2025 1:03:00 PM

What a creative/fun write you have here. Thanks for the laugh. Don't go to the market, take off. Have a fun day writing away..........

Gershon Wolf
Date: 7/2/2025 7:16:00 PM

You can mark it that I won't go to the market. OK? Smiles, gw

Ilene Bauer

Date: 7/2/2025 12:26:00 PM

Very cute, Gershon! ~ I also thought of the great Ogden Nash poem that John Lawless mentioned in his comment…

Gershon Wolf
Date: 7/2/2025 7:14:00 PM

Didn't realize it was Ogden's doing. Pretty funny.

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 7/2/2025 10:34:00 AM

Hello Gershon, a cute litte poem. Giggle. Your friend. /Darlene/

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 7/3/2025 11:43:00 AM

Hello Gershon, thank you for the giggle. Enjoy your day myu friend. /Darlene/

Gershon Wolf
Date: 7/2/2025 7:19:00 PM

Glad you had yourself a giggle there, Darlene.

John Lawless

Date: 7/2/2025 5:58:00 AM

A flea and a fly in a flue were imprisoned but what could they do said the fly "let us flee" said the flea "let us fly" so they fled through the flaw in the flue //old limerick aptly applied//

Gershon Wolf
Date: 7/2/2025 7:12:00 PM

Phew. Out of breath trying to keep up with your wacky wit, John.