I made some banana nut bread this morning and it was in the oven..I looked over at the bowls that needed to be loaded into the dishwasher and there was a housefly on the mixing bowl savoring the batter..Of course, he was history..Sara
The fly On a bowl's rim Fresh banana nut bread Aroma floats as a fly dies Sweet Death
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