Utter Nonsense

One cold day, I was burning up The rain outside was dry The sunshine, mooned each falling star Out there, inside was I Reading, when I'm fast asleep I saw no movement stand I reached without and outstretched arm to flick the fly that land Bouncing, being very still I thought it lively, dying When up it sprang, just flatly All it's energy, spent trying Salt I sprinkled, as it poured Atop, the underneath, it's belly Finally flopping, to and fro Then landing in my jelly