Observations and Overflow

Friday, October 08, 2004

Fly

I saw a fly go by my eye
and when I caught it
he no die.

He dance and jangle,
He spin and fangle.

He mix and mangle,
He limps the tangle.

I saw a fly go by my eye
and when I grip him
he no die.

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