“Flee! ” said the fly
to its fellow fly
as they flew
into view
of
Janice A. Windle
approaching them
with a rolled up
newspaper.
“I thought you said she wouldn’t
hurt a fly? ”
one fly hollers in horror
to the other.
“Maybe she lied? ”
says the other fly to the other fly.
“Oh Holy Sh…splat! ”
(That’s that) .
Newspaper headlines
scream
“They’re dying like flies! ”
Janice A. Windle
smile
This made me smile my friend. Seems everyone has a great sense of humor today. Top marks and thanks for sharing this. David
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I'm just smug for playing Cupid! :) t x