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FLIES

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Oh gosh flies

How I absolutely abhore them

doesn't matter if they're black or brown or grey

I hate flies. Just simply hate HATE HATE them

Wish they'd take wing to their filthy carcasses and GO AWAY





Their very essence is abhorrent to me,

I can’t stand what things they are

From the way they vomit up acid to feed, to everywhere they have crawled

Across faecies, through rotting dead things, they devour the blood of man

The flesh of the fallen, every dead and dying thing across the land



And oh their bodies, their very shells of life,

They are fuzzed to pick up bacteria

A filth magnet, a crawling fly Romeo

To all those germ-Juliets out there

(As if swarming all through it wasn’t bad enough)
And when I try to kill them,

They catapult. Writhing. Into, my, face...



AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH



FLIES

NOPE

OH YUCK, YUCK

FLIES

Screeching I stampede through every corner of the house

OHMYGOSHNOwhatifitsinmyhair

Is it on me?? Omg GERMS!!! Get it off make it go AWAY



Ew, nope, yuck yuck flies

Now I have to clean up all its blood and internal organs

Splattered everywhere, wings and legs and wiry hairs

Oozing out pus, oh gosh it's still looking! At ME!!



With all its millions of  compound eyes !!



AND IT  JUST MOVED!!!! You can't tell me that it didn't!!!

Oh gosh now it's launching into its macabre death-dance!

Mangled corpses leaking, body fluids everywhere

Ungodly as it gyrates, with alla teh harshest zizzing of HELL



And NOPE nope NOPE

I HATE FLIES

I hate them, I HATE THEM

And everything of their ilk



Give me mice and pestilence, make me hold a rat

Spiders the size of a mans face, sharks, I can cope with that

but Flies, Flies, nope not flies

Can't cope, not coping, never not at all

Stay away ye spawn of all things vile, you make my very skin crawl!!
And then Satan spoke forth; "May there be flesh-eating worms, that mutate on the wings of death, maturing into horrific winged cockroaches that have no fear or competence"...
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my-sword-is-bigger's avatar
lol! Never thought there'd be a poem about flies XD
Yeah they're gross. 
I prefer them over mozzies, though. Mozzies make you itch.