Bye Bye Fruit Fly
I went into the grocery store to buy myself bananas
But I brought home some bugs that were straight from the savannas
The next day while watching golf and drinking several beers
I couldn’t help but notice a strange buzz in my ears
Not from the peaceful hum of soothing alcohol
But from a bunch of tiny gnats buzzing in the hall
They wouldn’t go away and were impossible to swat
So small they flew right through the fruit fly swatter’s slot
I went into the kitchen to see from whence they came
And was shocked to find the fruit flies had laid their evil claim
To my fruity little basket that lost its healthy focus
To a nasty swarming plague of banana eating locusts
They’d fly into my nostrils and they’d aggravate my eyes
They’d land upon my forehead and attack my apple pies
I couldn’t use a poison spray to kill the fruit flies dead
Cause’ they swarmed upon the counter where I rolled my daily bread
So I asked the mighty Google if he might have a clue
And the mighty site responded with exactly what to do
Place apple cider vinegar in a cup with a drop of soap
Stir and watch the little buggers give up all of their hope
I would never have believed it, but I swear that it is true
Sometimes you just don’t need the “Raid” to give a bug its due
They abandoned the bananas and the sweet ripe melons too
To take a swim in fruit fly gin, cider magic through and through
Great write, I enjoyed
The Buzzard
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D