Pesky little critters is what I have to say
Annoying, dirty, and downright quick
Driving you nuts as they fly about
Why are they here, especially today?
Sitting on me, to quick to catch
Flying out of reach,
Just as I swat,
Landing again as I try to snatch
Aggravating me, I don't know why
Fly away now
You pesky little pest
Fly away now, or you will die
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