Oh Little Fly! Poem by Sylvia Chidi

Oh little fly
Where is your mummy
Why don't you get out of here in a hurry
before I slap your wings with a sting
Oh What joy that will bring

Your presence alone
as you try to feed on my meal
irritates me

At least show me some respect
Take an example from the mouse
It may not be perfect
Though larger than any insect
seems to have more manners than you
Hiding in daylight
and emerging at night

Oh little fly
Your hairy legs
which houses bacteria
looks awfully terrible
Have'nt you heard of shaving
having a bath and changing
If you feed on that wine
after you have dined
It will not be long
When you start to cry
as you try
unsuccessfully to fly

Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi