Fruit Fly

a tiny fruit fly
just a minute creature
is getting on my nerves
flying about
I’m so big
and its so blooming tiny
me, a grown man
you should hear me shout!

this little soul
is flying into, my space
aggravating me
I have to say
This a study in
some honest patience
But I’m tired and this
small fly
is in my way

was it sent to test
my nerves
to see how I’d respond
gently pat its tiny head
and tell it that I’m fond
or smash it with an
open hand
what does a vegan do?
he closes down his lap top
and leaves the space
for you

for you dear
little fruit fly
you enjoy your time
thanks for sharing
your few minutes
your now
part of my rhyme