little fly of blood.fw

Above my bed so high 


It hovers and it hums

Close to my sleeping ears

It sings the song I hate


Oh what such fate!

I really dread this music it makes

Excitedly it sings

Joyfully it stings

This little fly of blood


It hides in the bushes

And follows your sweet perfume

You clap and dance

It flies and flies

But yet it still escapes


It’s time to have a bath

And on my tiled wall it rests

Triumphantly I hit

Painfully I fall

You bloody fly of blood!


Oh why why why!

My swollen bandaged head

It comes again

And yet I stare

My lesson has been learned



By Sylvia Chika




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