Fly and Flea set out to see
Who could annoy the most.
Fly began his busy day
On someone’s morning toast.
To tell the truth, the toasted bread
Was spread with marmalade.
He soon became attached to it -
A sad tale I’m afraid.
The owner of the toast returned
But didn’t notice him.
He stuffed the toast into his mouth - - -
Ooooh! – Now the story’s grim!
The man then quickly grabbed a mug
And washed down lots of tea.
So fly came to a tragic end –
Awash in all this sea.
Flea liked cats and spotted one
Stretched quietly in the sun.
“Aha” thought Flea, “Now here for me
Is my chance to have fun.”
The owner of the cat arrived
And quickly spotted Flea.
He grabbed a can containing spray
As fast as fast could be.
Poor Flea – Well, do you want to hear
What happened next to him?
Well, he was doused from top to tail,
And also limb by limb.
He very soon felt rather strange;
In fact became quite sick.
I’d say for certain, neither friend
Will play another trick.
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