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Charles Leonard
Poems
Oct 2014
Mama, Did You Make a Hat?
When I was six my mama said
She’d pay me for each ten
Flies I got alive or dead
A penny.
So I wandered room to room
Swatter cocked to ****….
Listening for the tell-tale buzz
Of a fly on a windowsill.
Whap! Would go the swatter.
Splat! Another fly.
Whappity-wahappity, WHAP! SPLAT! WHAP!
Die. Die. Die.
Soon the hunt was over.
Not a fly remained.
The windowsills were dotted black;
the swatter smeared and stained.
I collected all the bodies
To see what death would bring:
Mama paid me seventeen cents
(and some were only wings!).
Today at school we learned about
How baby seals die:
“Mama, did you make a hat
Out of all those flies?”
All Rights Reserved - 1974
Written by
Charles Leonard
65/M/Houston
(65/M/Houston)
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