The Fly.

by Perry Grant - Capricorn

To eat my dinner, I was about to try,
when I noticed before me, a Fly on my pie.
He jumped from there on to my veg,
with a peice of my pie upon his leg.
peas,potatoe and gravy he tried,
his very last meal before he died.
The fly he's not a very good mate,
he'll eat with out asking the food from your plate...

Reason for writing:

    Just dont like flies !!!..    

Birth sign: Capricorn
Date created: 1999-09-05 12:58:17
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:41:21
Poem ID: 53264

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