Flies

I lay my head down to sleep
But in the darkness I hear disturbed silence
These foul little creatures are driving me insane
Buzz-buzzing around in an unspoken alliance

A mission to keep me from my sweet slumber
It's become my goal to kill these motherfuckers
I'm swiping at them seething "Die, bitch, die!"
One by one they are smashed... What now, suckers?

But there's two last remaining ones here
Always staying just out of reach of murder
Mocking and taunting me with their ways
One landed on the swatter; ON THE SWATTER

I hate these god damn flies.