“What’s this? A struggling snack caught in my web?”
“No, no! I’m not a snack, just air, I swear!”
“A wind are you? Just air that flows and ebbs?”
“Yes, air! No need to see, stay over there!”
“You lie, my tasty treat. Air cannot speak.”
“Not air, then, yet still not a snack, stay back!”
“Neither wind nor treat? You must be unique.”
“Quite rare, it’s true, but in flavor, I lack.”
“Thanks, but my belly won’t discriminate.”
“Please, wait! If you eat me, you’ll surely die!”
“Nice, try, little morsel, but it’s too late.”
“Cruel fate! I’ll never again see the sky.”
“Don’t cry, little fly, your death brings me life.”
“Then choke on my innards, filthy lowlife.”
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Kenny Penn
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Comments (6)
Omg! Absolutely brilliant!
Very clever and fun dialogue poem! The rhyme gave it a great dose of lyricism.
Awe, I felt that attempt at subterfuge!
Lol, greedy much? Why can't he eat one fly now and save the other one for later? Who am I kidding, even I won't do that hahahaha. Loved your poem!
It's entertaining and humorous to listen to the conversation of the little creature .Well written!
oh no....well, who likes flies, right? I am fascinated by spiders. Nice job, Kenny!