A Fly
The windows have been shut for days
So I cannot begin
To comprehend exactly how
A fly has gotten in.
The A/C’s working overtime
To counteract the heat
And though we’ve ventured out at times,
We beat a fast retreat.
It’s possible, I guess, that fly
Did hitchhike on our clothes
Or maybe in a shopping bag
Or someplace no one knows.
No matter how he made it in,
The next time he is sighted,
The swatter will be on the move,
‘Cause he was not invited!
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2025
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