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Frisky Fly the Pesky Critter A Children's Poem

By R. Renée Bembry

 

Flying insects can be so annoying! Mosquitoes bite. Moths eat clothing. Flies crawl on your food. This poem is about trying to enjoy a meal while combating crews of pesky bugs—in this case—a swarm of flies. Why don't they go and make their own meals! LOL!! Enjoy:}

 

 

Wings flapping—fanning the air


Their annoyance makes you wish they weren't there


Zigzagging around your hot golden fries


You swipe them—and shoo them—and bid them good-bye


               

While biting a burger your vacant hand waves


Protecting your food from the hovering knaves


You cannot look around at your fine company


Less Frisky Fly lands on your straw—so you see


 

In your mind Frisky flies and enters the hole


Of the straw soon as you start to laugh and cajole


Once your hand grabs chilled cup for a refreshing gulp


Fly would be in your tube drinking its fill of pulp


 

Alas! Its fun ends as your horror begins


You spurt out your milkshake at one of your friends


The nasty fly splashes onto your bud's face


Disgusted you puke gnus all over the place

 


One green one brown and one purple with haste


Start running before lonesome riders make chase


Your friend jumps up screaming


You're sure you're not dreaming


All 'cause pesky flies like to fly in your space


May 4, 2011 © R. Renée Bembry MSAP