FLY ON THE WALL by Russ McKay
Posted on February 27, 2010
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I’m the fly on the wall
And I hear and see all
Like, when you’re yellin’
And though I’m not tellin’
I would and I could since I saw
But I really can’t speak for myself
And I have to fly like a stealth
‘Cause if I start buzzin’
I’ll get squashed like my cousin
That fly’s knowledge was wealth
So I decided to write this poem
To readers and I don’t even know’em
I’ll tell what you did
You really loud kid
If you don’t have wings, better grow’em
I’ll tell ’bout the day that you hid
Your brother’s toy under the bed
And that time you weren’t sick
It was all just a trick
To stay home from school instead
And there’s lots more that I know about you
I could tell things and make your parents turn blue
Like the time you spilled ink
And made your Dad and Mom think
It was caused by your cat ” Boogaloo”
So I’ll just stay a wall squatter
Ah…. what’s that in your hand…a fly swatter?
I’m sorry to say
That I must fly away
Whoosh!
“THAT TIME I GOT ‘ER!”