‘' That Bluebottle Is Now My Best Friend ‘' Poem by Bri Mar

‘' That Bluebottle Is Now My Best Friend ‘'

Rating: 5.0


The bluebottle buzzed as it flew overhead,
Its very presence filled me with dread,
I had to ensure it ended up dead,
It was driving me round the bend.

I followed it around newspaper in hand,
Ending its life is what I had planned,
For my sanity I'd to make a stand,
The parasites life would soon end.


Just at that moment as I drew near,
It's gory details became crystal clear,
God knows how but it smelled my fear,
It's aeronautics I had to commend.

As I drew closer it just flew away,
How it knew my intention I couldn't say,
My superior intelligence didn't hold any sway,
My best efforts it managed to fend.

When it landed again I took a swipe,
This was my chance the time was ripe,
As I flew off the chair I hit a pipe,
Soon the plumber would have to attend.

The wifes treasured flower vase fell to the floor,
What remained I knew I could never restore,
When the wife found out I'd be shown the door,
My tactics I'd have to amend.

I thought this is it I'm on a mission,
So I read the fly killers latest edition,
After an hour of studious tuition,
Depravity is what I now intend.

Soon there was flooding on a massive scale,
I had to kill it I could not fail,
Of devastation there was a massive trail,
My incompetence I couldn't defend.

Now in my speedos death at the ready,
By now the floor was like an eddy,
As I took aim while trying to stay steady,
Into chaos I did descend.

The fly spray blew right into my face,
For fresh air and water I had to race,
The fly then vanished without a trace,
This I did not comprehend.

When the boss came home within a second,
She gave me exactly what I reckoned,
I knew immediately disaster beckoned,
My character did she condescend.

The moral of my story is we all have a life,
If something's annoying you, to ease your strife,
Treat all living creatures as you'd treat the wife,
That is what I'd recommend.

Now when I hear the bluebottle fly,
I think of the past and it makes me cry,
They deserve to live, not to die,

‘' That Bluebottle Is Now My Best Friend ‘'

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valerie Dohren 12 January 2013

I hope your wife is your best friend too! ! Excellent write Bri, loved it, very amusing, and something we can all relate to. A definite 10.

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