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Mr. Fly

Mr. Fly I know you have a story too,

but forgive I’ve some things to pursue.

For once raven nights are no time my

friend to buzz and tell me why?

So Mr. Fly flutter , flap and fly away

go suck the nectar of a flower,

request you to never hover;

mistaking whiff of attar, for a floret.

I can’t tolerate and ignore it anymore.

Reminds of the Nash who spoke the

truth ,“ God in his wisdom made the

fly and then forgot to tell us why.”

6 thoughts on “Mr. Fly”

    1. Thanks Drac, yes Ogden Nash wrote it, he is one of my all time favorites. I love his humor and wit. There is this one fly in my house, who refuses to flinch!

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