Fly on the wall

“Just hanging, listening, observing, checking things out” Gun Roswell

Fly on the wall

I, am a small fly, sitting on the wall
Wall, which from I won’t totally fall
Fall, would be a terrible thing
Thing, as if I would be killed
Killed, to the very death!

I am but a fly on this wall
Wall, observing everything
Everything, and nothing
Nothing, as today’s such a bore
Bore, because I have no sugar!

Ah, sugar, the essence of life
Life, this tiny little fly’s treat
Treat, as in a sugary snack
Snack, as without it I would slack
Slack, well, yes, you know, lazy!

I basically don’t do much
Much, as humans consider such
Such, is the life of a fly
Fly, but now, I really have to fly
So, bye bye!

3 thoughts on “Fly on the wall

  1. Interesting perspective and poetry format.
    My first encounter with this repetitive word style, this poem and the porch/patio one.
    Does this poetry style have a name?
    Is it your own?
    I have to try it out…..
    Enjoying my visit to your pages!
    Ann

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