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The Fly Zone
Here comes the fly
Watch as I try
Like a helpless putz
To squash its pukey guts
But instead it zooms away
Thinking that we play
“Chase me if you can
You pathetic dim-witted man
For I am much too fast
This is why I last
You may have a swatter,
But I can walk on water.”
Buzzing around your ears
Energizing your menacing fears
The fly is not offended
In mid-air appears suspended
Tramping on my favorite treat
With sticky wings and dirty feet
Learning the daily routine
Rising at seven-fifteen
Loves my gooey eggs
Sits on a biscuit and begs,
“Hey, big boy, why can’t we be friends?
Let’s take a moment and make amends!
It’s a big place you’re living in
Give me some room–I’m really thin.
Why can’t you comprehend and try
To understand the reason why
I’m called a house fly
Duh–don’t you get it?
I’m living in your house
Don’t hate or you’ll regret it.
I’ll try to let you nap
And do all your crap
I’ll avoid your food stash
And only buzz your trash
You need to give me release
Let me live my eight days in peace
And try to accept my hairy legs
Did I mention? I just laid some eggs.”
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