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Quatrain of The Fly
Quatrain of The Fly


The Fly - love or hate'em


A fly humming around my head,
it lands on my nose as if
lighting on a sand
beach,


With all the space on the walls,
isn't there another place
for a fly to
beseech.


I decided to move across the
room just to get away
from the bombilate
noise,


Here came the fly to land again:
I swatted with frustration
as I lost my
poise.

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Order # 3728
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