Two:two two shoo flydon bother me  shoo fly don bother me  Awcomon manUP yare a fly

po thing  thing spinninround on its backmakes its belly back agin its wings work but no lift  its unwilling to crawl

  Thas admirable

                    it is a FLY

coudave stepped on it put it out of its misery does a fly know misery 

                                                                       he stoopd corralld it in his hands closed them took it out  Ya donwanna die in a house

outside he placed it on a shadedslice of railing painted white too hot in the sun 

                                                                                   he was considerate humane

not to be confused with human

  quiet  suddenlyspun in a tight krazedcircle made its feet  it looked like a gem turquoisepurplish in the daylight

                                                                                                                       Better

the fly suddenlyspunleapt off the railing  landed in a bedding of spiderweb clinging between bush shootsleaves

Awcomon man 

                   he hoped it died before the spider knew

222preferred, ReggaeFriday,  12  8. 22