posted on Jun, 7 2013 @ 07:27 AM
A Fly in my Drink
I pop the top to a bottle of brandy
Pour my glass and head outside
Post up at the lawn table ready to enjoy the day
A bee flies up to my leg
“back off you little #head”
He flies away
Attempt to sip my brandy
And what do I see?
A real fly trapped in my drink
mooching off my dubouchett brandy
I could almost see the smile on his insect face
a glorified smile of satisfaction
damn moocher
my hands aren't clean so I can't fish him out
A twig?
A grass blade?
A leaf?
All contaminated
A fork is too far away
Screw it, my finger will have to do
I fish out the fly in two minutes tops
Let him dry on the table while I scold him
“spit it out mother fu****…spit it out”