A fly\'s confusion is rehearsed as its direction is reversed
Only one thing on its mind, someone to annoy or to blind
Perseverant buzzing sings, from translucent talking wings
Pleasant conversation interrupts, ripe fruits corrupts
Deceptive rainbows on its head, spreading essence of the dead
Returning to where it did begin, stinging bite under your skin
Flying viper with six legs, in your food lays its eggs
In every friendly group, there\'s a fly in the social soup