Excellent a poem Worlds : Fly World 7 by Bill Schott

Weekends at the Fly Estate found Fred Fly working on the lawn and Mrs. Fly would stay out late getting strange from dusk 'til dawn He would mow, and trim, and shear while she drank coolers in the shade when he stopped to have a beer she'd toast with vodka lemonade Last weekend though, she was found half eaten in a spider's trap in the sticky silk was bound while Mr. Fly had a long, restful, well-deserved, undisturbed nap   Author Notes Image from Google

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