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Eye Spy Fly
I spy with my eye,
A pesky little fly,
Passing me by,
To swat it I try.
As the fly picks up pace,
Around the house I race,
Continuing to chase,
Him all over the place.
This fly goes here and there,
Flying on without a care,
While my arms flap everywhere,
And hands beat at empty air.
Around the kitchen I do fumble,
As I run, I trip and stumble,
Over and over I tumble,
As the pots and pans crumble.
After crashing dizzily to the ground,
With stars spinning round and round,
My head with a buzzing sound,
Where is Mr Fly to be found?
Well he looks to be well fed,
After munching on some bread,
As I nurse a lump upon my head,
Why didn’t I let him go instead?
So as he goes on his way,
To go off and play,
I turn to him and say,
Have an ever so good day!
(Written for Children In Need)
poem
by
Dale Mullock
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