I wouldn’t hurt a fly, but did
en route to clearing the air of flies.
And what’s a bug, who’s not
a bug? I made captain
killing little things, even though
there wasn’t that rank
in my profession.
I wouldn’t hurt a fly, but did
en route to clearing the air of flies.
And what’s a bug, who’s not
a bug? I made captain
killing little things, even though
there wasn’t that rank
in my profession.
In a cloud where it’s warm,
while ants come running for the sugar.
Or take your fly,
the male of the species:
he flies in squares to pick up chicks.
And so they, like we,
engage in predictable behavior –
going for goods and gauging our gambit,
dazzling the dog with our repertoire of tricks.