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.