I once saw a fly in full flight,
It really was quite an odd sight.
It looped up and down
All over the ground.
Not catch it, could I, as I'd liked!
It dived me from up near the light,
Trying to give me a fright.
It just missed my nose
Then skirted my toes.
It seemed like it wanted a fight!
I finished my food in one bite,
The fly I just kept in my sight.
I opened the door,
Hoping he'd soar,
Off into the darkness of night.
But the fly, he just stayed at my height,
Buzzing around like a kite.
So I ran outside,
The fly also tried,
And behind him I closed the door tight.
So here we are both in the bright
Lamp that's outside shining white.
And then in a flash,
I knew in my dash,
I'd forgotten my key, that's not right!
©2002 Gareth Lancaster
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