I HATE that fly,
Buzzing around,
Dancing through the air that surrounds the
Cantaloupe dish,
Heedless completely of
My first swat,
My second,
My third.
Why does it have to exist
In this world?
That fly
Is
More
Aggravating
Than
My sister.
Buzzing around,
Dancing through the air that surrounds the
Cantaloupe dish,
Heedless completely of
My first swat,
My second,
My third.
Why does it have to exist
In this world?
That fly
Is
More
Aggravating
Than
My sister.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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