Excellent a poem Worlds : Fly World 9 by Bill Schott

When flies arrive in groups of nine intentions will not be benign they may well form a conga line ...and who wants that? These hoofer insects are inclined and really mostly are defined as tiny, dancing, barf-breath swine ...worse than a cat. Oh no, I don't mean YOUR feline just needed that last line to rhyme but now this poem seems asinine ...where are we at? When flies arrive in groups of nine-- I thought this po'm would be divine but now I'll use it to define ...a time I shat.   Author Notes Image from Google

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