Here's the deal:
There's a fly
In my home.
My baby?
He just hates
When flies roam.
Baby swats
And he swings.
He get mad
And he brings
The hurt.
So beware
Little fly.
My baby
Ain't shy.
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Seriously. The baby swats at flies, slamming the table with his hand and yelling. And he goes around practicing. It's only a matter of time before he kills a fly. We just hope he doesn't eat the carcass.
1 comment:
Perhaps to bring Zen to his life you might introduce him to chopsticks as a means of catching flies. It seemed to work for Mr. Miyagi.
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