Pest Poem by Tyler Gale
Pest
When you observe a fly,
Do you wish that it may die?
Would you crush it like a simple bug?
Then sweep it away, under the rug.
Let's step back a bit and think...
Before we wind up in a kink.
Do not let anger consume,
Or you may quickly confront your doom.
When you observe a fly,
Do you wish that it may die?
Maybe you would hold open the door,
To let it live once more.
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4/23/2024 8:15:11 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hear, hear! ! ! Flies are God's creatures too! ! Yay Flies! ! ! ! ! ! Great poem, Tyler! Love it! ! ! ! Dawn x