theres a fly in my soup
should i let him drown?
theres a fly in my soup
i can't eat it now!
theres a fly in my soup
he's paddling frantically
i see a fly in my soup
d'ya reckon he see's me?
is he pleading to me in silence
'help me help me please'?
apparently he doesn't know
i detest flies and fleas
he's doing the backstroke now
begging me for his life
he should be so lucky!
wheres my butter knife?
should i smash him
should i fish him out
should i quietly depart
or should i scream and shout
should i toss a royal snit fit
or affect a dainty faint
hard to say but this i know:
eating it - i ain't! !
(written: dec.25,2004)
Cheryl Adair
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fly-in-my-soup/
