I was trying to colour a picture for Mommy
Of a butterfly and a flower
I'd been sitting here trying forever and ever
Had to be at least an hour
I just couldn't seem to finish
And I am going to tell you why
I have an unwanted, pesky, visitor
A big, stupid, house fly
He landed on my colouring book all the time
And flew around my head
Buzzing like some looney vacuum
I keep trying to swat him dead
If I was allowed to swear I know I would
Because he was driving me crazy
One minute he'd be on my head
The next on my vase of daisies
Finally I couldn't take it anymore
And went storming out of my room
Found what I was looking for
And returned very soon
The fly was now on the window
I put Blackie on the floor
Pointed and said, "Get that fly."
And closed my bedroom door
Blackie's tail started flicking
And his ears went back on his head
I heard him give a cackle
And to the windowsill he tread
The fly crawled toward him
And that was its last mistake
A paw went out, the fly fell to the sill
And became Blackie's buzzing steak
I finished the picture for Mommy
She said it was the most beautiful she had ever seen
She put it on the fridge door
So it could easily be seen
I got Blackie's bag of treats
And went back to my room
He purred as I gave him some
I knew I wouldn't have to worry about anymore flies
At least not anytime soon
August 30, 2013
