I sit and wait
Deadly as they come
Wait for my prey
Just inside your door
My hairs on end
Anticipating the taste
Of the flesh I will partake
Keys mingle and jingle
Glimmer in the summer sun
Up on your porch now
Key slides home
Turn the knob
Swat a fly
Dazed landing on my chin
You shut the door
Up on my lip the fly has come
Still as a stone
I wait
You turn and see
SMACK!
...
Dinner I now have for me!
You look at me and say
Your soil looks a litte dry
But, I don't care
This fly is all mine!
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