• ~Flies~

    Flies are icky, flies are yucky,

    When Frogs eat flies, they feel so lucky.

    They live; They die, in the air they fly,

    It makes me wonder how they cry.


    They have no house, they have no money,

    If they had that, it’ll be just funny.

    They lay their eggs, in slumps and dumps,

    Maybe one day, they’ll grow big humps.


    They eat waffles, they eat apples,

    They eat everything they find in bundles,

    But then one day, they’ll fade away,

    Flies live short, so we’ll shout HURRAY!