Just my crazy mind - something written when in a mood to have soem fun.


Crazy Mind

By : Audrey Barber


After I die I wish to be a fly
Why do I want to be a fly?
So I can swirl to any where I feel
Settle on your wall and watch what you do

Dip in you cup and taste what you drink
Skip on your plate and nibble your food
Get in your room and watch how you sleep
Buzz around and wake you up

All angry and tensed you will get
High I shall fly when you chase me away
You will clap your hands to shake me off
I will come back and worry you.
Yes I will
You'll roll up a paper and beat it around
Chase me away in frustration you'll jump

When you get home with a brand new lass
I'll creep inside to watch how you'll act
I will fly at her nose, she'll not like that
I can nip at her ears and angry she'll get
Get rid of this pest she may yell
You will try to just do that
But high I shall fly and worry you both

When you get cozy and get her to bed
High from the ceiling I will come down
Wait till you undress then I take the plunge
Nip at your bum till red it gets
You'll jump off you skin, embarrassed you'll feel
She'll be ready and eager waiting for you
I can get on her and nip her between
She'll shudder and shriek and jump off the bed

She'll clamber again onto that bed
You'll be eager and ready again once more
I'll come so fast you'll not know
I'll bite your butt and you'll howl in pain
The chaos I make she'll have to leave

You'll be tired, she frustrated
She'll be happy to leave
And never come again

So when I die if you see a fly
You may never know it could be me
You better be thoughtful and be nice to flies
As flies can be vicious if one is me
So when I die I wish to be a Fly





Poetry by Audrey Barber
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Written on 2006-08-27 at 17:45

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Zoya Zaidi
Wow Audry,
What a hillarious peace.
To make poem out of a fly!
What a lovely sense of humour you have!
Now every time I see a fly, I will think of this poem and you...

Welcome to the bay from my side!

Love,
Zoya
2006-08-28