Dirty Fly

I find you so utterly annoying.  You're like a fly stuck behind the blinds.  I can't see you, but I hear you buzzing away back there.

I want to take my shoe and just beat the hell out of you til you're all smashed up and dead.  You stopped buzzing around for a while, but you're still there.  Playing dead.  Waiting for me to forget that you're back there.

Just as soon as I forget, you start to buzz again.  Wreacking all kinds of havoc.  I hate you fly.  You evil, dirty, whore fly.

Why can't you just die already and go away?!

On second thought, maybe I shouldn't ruin a perfectly good shoe on an evil, dirty fly.  After all, my shoe is worth more then your dirty vagina.  haha :)