Buzzing and flying about my head

Oh how I wish that you were dead,

Pestering me so I cant keep my thought

Or even the solitude that I had sought,

In and out I see you pass by

Oh how I hate you, my enemy the fly,

You get on my food that I am about to eat

As you dance upon it with your tiny feet,

You are a nuisance and bothersome all the day

How I wish I could put you in your grave,

You dart again and again in front of my face

You cause my heart to beat fast and my blood to race,

Then when I look you are nowhere around

And when I listen, I hear not a sound,

But then I see you on my window glass

Are you trying to escape me and our past,

The torture and pain you put me though

And the work I couldn’t  accomplish because of you,

Oh how I wish I could catch you my friend

Then to death surely, you I would send,

I grab a rolled up paper to end your life

I walk to the window to catch you in my sight,

Then I see you you I become motionless and still

Then I hit you with the paper, you I had just killed,

I smile as I realize finally peace for me

I had won that battle your death is my victory,

Your body I dispose of so quickly then

Into the sewers you will eventually end,

I am so happy and relaxed with my pride

Then suddenly; I hear the buzzing of another fly.

Randy L. McClave