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Fly Genocide

Written Wed Mar 19 2025

I overslept and my dog shit on the floor Took out the trash and a fly slip through the door He's ransacking my house making me crazy Can't go nowhere without hearing flight of the bumblebee buzzing in front of me Should have been keeping my house clean When I went back to sleep that fly had a feast munching on feces Waking up wondering what drugs I took cause I'm seeing double The circle of life multiples before my very eyes And I'm feeling shook man I think I'm in trouble Life, I know I should be respecting it Shoulda smacked that fat eggsack I ain't protecting it But now I'm balling out Call me Stalin the way I'm spraying the raid, agent orange and leaded gas imma let it rain The population is growing, I'll turn this place into a war zone so I can shrink it My poison my water supply if I thought I could drink it Now I'm war mongering like Alexander Shedding blood with every step Trudging on with slanderous canter Stomping on innocent roaches just for the hell of it I went on this journey Causing harm and breaking up families All because I couldn't set my alarm and wake up early

Tessa Painter - 2025

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