FLY FUN

FLY FUN

A fly on the wall

Yes, I am he,

Living in squalor

Its ecstasy

Roaming in dustbins

At banquets and all,

With all my secrets-

I could be mans shortfall!

Can’t understand that shock on so many faces,

‘Cos I lay my eggs in so many places?

All this fuss over cleanliness?

I don’t give a damn

They say my habits are disgusting

But that’s just how I am.

If I tittle-tattled I’d put man on his knee’

I always stay quiet

So they should like me.

Fun places I rake,

Don’t use the n.h.s

I’m always disease free,

So why all the distress?

I’d fill all the shops

If all my stories I told,

Solve all the mysteries

Others can’t unfold.

I think an author I’ll be,

Don’t need an imagination,

The stories come to me!

Tales from high places,

Tasty restaurants I’ve been,

Plus pubs and parks,

Exquisite bedroom scenes!

What fun life is,

Trouble life is short,

Everywhere I go,

Fly spray man has bought.

I enjoyed that cream cake

Sitting on the shelf,

I covered it with all sorts

All by myself!

O what’s this here?

This is good fun!

I’ll do as I please

With this sticky bun!

Look. What a sweet doggy!

They said “dirty mucky pup”.

Don’t see all the fuss!

I don’t mind,

I’ll help clear it up!

By Penny Andrews

3.6.2008 Penny Andrews copyright 3/06/2008