Its commensal, at best,
This house fly of a guest;
Who frequents your home,
Alits on a chair,
Rubbing its hands together.
It shows no regrets,
Feeding, slurping and buzzing,
With a self-made bequest.
I can tolerate a bar fly;
A barn fly, a sty fly;
But,
I've the bottle fly, 
That plunders my fridge,
Swarms over my beer
Like a blood-thirsty midge.
He's a house fly, 
And ignorant,
So fly paper won't do. 
I need a SWAT team to shoo 
This house fly adieu.

francie-lynch

Flies In Your Face

Sadly , most of the kibitzers are the houseflies sticking randomly to anyone unlike a few who genuinely drown in the worries of others.