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Flies
The flies buzz around those
most likely to swat them down,
they love to tempt their fate,
for after they change
from their larval maggot state,
they have but a few
days of life left,
to buzz about and
fly where they like.
Feasting on feces, dung, shit,
Vomiting wherever they land,
They make a nice feast
for the spiders who sip their blood,
and a satisfying target for
the humans that they
constantly annoy.
For, if you let it slide,
they dance about your face and
exposed skin, until you wake up
and swat them down
or they buzz about your head
until you open your eyes,
lift your body up
and smite them down.
most likely to swat them down,
they love to tempt their fate,
for after they change
from their larval maggot state,
they have but a few
days of life left,
to buzz about and
fly where they like.
Feasting on feces, dung, shit,
Vomiting wherever they land,
They make a nice feast
for the spiders who sip their blood,
and a satisfying target for
the humans that they
constantly annoy.
For, if you let it slide,
they dance about your face and
exposed skin, until you wake up
and swat them down
or they buzz about your head
until you open your eyes,
lift your body up
and smite them down.
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