Swat.

Wallace

The fly on the wall.

Does watch us all.

The fly in ones soup.

Does urinate and poop.

The fly lying upside down on the floor.

Does pester us all no more.

 

  • Author: Wallace (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 11th, 2017 01:24
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