Dear Fly
Mr Fly, oh Mr Fly
What brings you to my house?
Are you looking for a safe place to rest your wings?
Or perhaps you're looking for a friend?
If I get close enough I can see your big beady eyes.
I hear your buzzing and know you're there.
You're a tiny black ball of fuzz.
You seem focussed on my window,
Like you're trying to get out.
But please, relax Mr Fly,
You won't find no fly spray here.
Take your time and stay a while.
And when you're ready to leave,
Head for the door and I'll let you out...
Yours compassionately, Kylie x
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