Hey big ole fly flipped in last night
as we futzed on the patio
Doors ajar,
in flew the fly
zigga-zigga, boom, boom
Into the where-knows-who
like a comet dropt in the sun
fool by th' lamplight it flew
and waza gone
zigga-zigga, boom boom
Now it follow me everywhere
into kitchen, down hall
sing in broken fly
landing here, there
zigga-zigga, boom, boom
On the cheese-board
on the honey bear
on a tooth brush
on a tea cup's rim
zigga-zigga, boom, boom
Loving the screen
keen for the what-was
(the grass always greener)
doors to flies
the very doors of heaven
zigga-zigga, boom boom
One day it'll run out of steam
and fall from the air
flies don't live so long
nor their song
and I'll wonder where it's gone
zigga-zigga, boom boom.
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