(Important advice, inspired by local graffiti!)
DON’T tip the flies
Who have buzzed round your head,
Who swam in your jam
Or who danced on your bread.
DON’T tip the flies
Who were fished from your tea,
Who crawled on your cakes
Inconsiderately.
DON’T tip the flies
Who have splattered your shelf,
Who sampled the sweets
Set aside for yourself.
DON’T tip the flies
Who have caused such distress,
Who sneaked round your plate
Leaving mayhem and mess.
NO!
Only tip flies
Who have TRIED to behave,
And left you impressed
With the service they gave.
Bzzzzzzz!
CLARE BEVAN
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