I saw the fly land on her lips
Figured he was hoping for a kiss
For I remember the drone
A peculiar tone
That reminded me of nervousness
She’s a pretty girl
So I don't blame the fly
But I don't know why
He thought he had a chance
“Poor fly, you’re no man!
Man up!” said I
“How?...” said the fly
“...I never should've tried...”
Weeping
As it flew away
For I remember the drone
A peculiar tone
That reminded me of hopelessness