Fly sees jam Big mistake as it Plunges head first into sweet heaven; Tweezed by the leg Or what used to be a leg Into a jar, red and sticky. It wriggles: you give it a prod It’s turned into a quadruped. You believed in evolution Well think again Darwin- This boy’s just created devolution!
Reason for writing:
Watching my younger brother at work!!
Birth sign: Scorpio
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