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Mar 2016
There is a fly that keeps buzzing around my head
At first I just sit back and watch
But he gets more annoying as I'm trying to get myself feed
In fact this **** fly takes it up a notch
Now his circling down by my mouth, I almost ate him
Around and around, how does he not get dizzy
I have a feeling this is just the nights prelim
Won't this fly show me some pity
I'm beginning to feel like I have my own satellite
I can hear the buzz of his wings everytime he goes by
I'll find that swatter, it's going to the after life
For now that buzzing makes me want to get high
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  51/F/Southern Illinois
(51/F/Southern Illinois)   
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