The Fly Must Die

the hunt is on

for the dirty fly;

the dastardly con

that goes whizzing by.

in defense of all things good and right,

my mighty sword is a haggen ad.

while a fly in the house (to you) may seem trite,

to me it is nothing but gross and bad.

I miss not once,

but three times or more.

I look like a dunce,

but I  will settle this score.

“Land! land!” I scream in my head

and suddenly you do…on a balloon.

When the thwack of destiny leaves you dead,

I realize my daughter now thinks I’m a goon.

Not only do I

look like a crazed loon,

but I just finished beating

her smiley-faced balloon.


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