John's poems of...LIFE - LIVING &LOVE...JDJ
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Im thinking right now, just what good if any is a nasty FLY
that earlier was in my face, and right in front of my EYE
As i was swooshing and swatting and wishing them away
right back in my face in every place they pestingly, persistantly, wanted to stay
So as i know, we are to respect all life, of human and in each and every living and breathing and growing thing
but i just simply ask myself, just what good-- IF --anything does a nasty and dirty, fly even BRING
I can remember working on a dairy farm
how when we were milking the cows twice a day, in early morn way before the sun, and at night, millions of --NASTY--FLIES--, were all over the place in the air and everywhere, covering my face and arms
Flys are just so nasty, and a filthy nuisance to me
i would just be happy especially working on the farm to be --FLY--FREE
On the farm they had fly tape
when the fly landed on the fly strip and smelled and tasted-- the fly bait,-- that was it done and over for them, and for them it was too bad, too sad and a no FLY--ZONE --became their life and fate
The flies carry disease
when this fly earlier was flying right in my face and eye, i said oh lord i wish i had a fly swatter, to slap, and slaughter, this FLY--so no more bother to me --- PLEASE
First and secondly --i --would give him a --fair--warning--and--one --more--FINAL--chance
but a third strike thats the end of the story --and my patience, --and im looking to --swat --him, --and --put-- him --in --an--instant-- NO-FLY-ZONE-- trance
By john d jungers
23rd of september 2016
that earlier was in my face, and right in front of my EYE
As i was swooshing and swatting and wishing them away
right back in my face in every place they pestingly, persistantly, wanted to stay
So as i know, we are to respect all life, of human and in each and every living and breathing and growing thing
but i just simply ask myself, just what good-- IF --anything does a nasty and dirty, fly even BRING
I can remember working on a dairy farm
how when we were milking the cows twice a day, in early morn way before the sun, and at night, millions of --NASTY--FLIES--, were all over the place in the air and everywhere, covering my face and arms
Flys are just so nasty, and a filthy nuisance to me
i would just be happy especially working on the farm to be --FLY--FREE
On the farm they had fly tape
when the fly landed on the fly strip and smelled and tasted-- the fly bait,-- that was it done and over for them, and for them it was too bad, too sad and a no FLY--ZONE --became their life and fate
The flies carry disease
when this fly earlier was flying right in my face and eye, i said oh lord i wish i had a fly swatter, to slap, and slaughter, this FLY--so no more bother to me --- PLEASE
First and secondly --i --would give him a --fair--warning--and--one --more--FINAL--chance
but a third strike thats the end of the story --and my patience, --and im looking to --swat --him, --and --put-- him --in --an--instant-- NO-FLY-ZONE-- trance
By john d jungers
23rd of september 2016
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Im thinking right now what GOOD is a FLY
Im thinking right now what GOOD is a FLY