Quatrain of House Fly
Why me
I opened the door and a fly
flew in, why he
came in
was a
puzzle,
He had the whole house in
which to land
but landed
on my
muzzle.
When I swatted him off my
nozzle loft, he came
back for a
second
round,
After chasing this fly through
liberation, I let him
land and swatted
him to the
ground.
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Order # 10714
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Landed
on
my
muzzle
Quatrain of House Fly - 10714 - Yorktown Disciple
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