Who deemed that we should all be plagued
By an insect known as “fly”?
For when one moves into your home,
Catch it? Just you try!
You’ll see it zoom fast past your face;
You might see where it lands,
But try to catch it if you can -
It's faster than your hands.
It lands upon your window pane,
And seems to be asleep,
So, silently and with utmost stealth,
Across the room you creep.
But no!! He watches carefully,
Then quickly disappears
And thinks a good place now to land
Is on my poor dog’s ears.
He silently moves down her face,
As she quietly takes her nap,
But fly has made a big mistake
For a dog can quickly SNAP.
I’m glad to see that fly has gone,
Though eaten by my friend,
And the teasing games that he has played
Have now come to their end.
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