A Kitchen Lament - Poem by sylvia spencer
Why does the fly create so much havoc
when he is just passing his time away
He comes through your window looking
for food, how can he be so rude. He takes
no notice of what he is about to do, he doesn't
even know, he has just a visited your loo.
He has spent time on the tiles and in the pan
trying his hardest to keep away from the fan.
Dirty old fly please go away, now you know you
don't like that strong scented spray.You dodge about
when I use the swott and many a time I've caught you
on the bott. You keep coming back no matter how I
try you must be invincible, you dirty old fly.
One day I will catch you when your not looking
so please keep way from all that nice cooking
The foods not for you it's for our guests
because we don't serve food to vermin or pests.
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