the game of ‘what’flies
June 18, 2014 at 3:27 pm 8 comments
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frenzy of flying insects
enticed by summer’s moisture
unsuspecting halos buzzing overhead
a bountiful bug buffet
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definition of a whatfly (according to me):
any flying insect
Entry filed under: insects, jorio, life, musings, nature, Personal, poetry, summertime, thoughts, writing. Tags: bugs, funny, observations, outdoors, ponderings, Relationships, voices.
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richardankerswrites | June 18, 2014 at 3:31 pm
I challenge you to say that last line ten times really quickly after a bottle of wine.
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words4jp | June 18, 2014 at 3:33 pm
I was inspired by The Game of Thrones and the bugs flying over my head while I was walking Pee last night. Yeh, alliteration not an easy thing. Yet I wrote this at 2 am!
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richardankerswrites | June 18, 2014 at 3:35 pm
I’m very impressed. I was having a nightmare at the time, and feel like I still am.
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words4jp | June 18, 2014 at 3:37 pm
Sorry. Are you being bugged by bugs? Blah.
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richardankerswrites | June 18, 2014 at 3:39 pm
We have those tiny fruit flies that fly in your face then scarper before you can swat them. They’ve made a powerful enemy in me, oh yes, they sure have.
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acuriousgal | June 18, 2014 at 3:44 pm
I can hear them now👍👍
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Jonathan Caswell | June 19, 2014 at 1:33 am
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
YOU WANT US TO EAT BUGS????????????
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Dom DiFrancesco | June 19, 2014 at 2:19 am
Very cute. 🙂