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