Little Fly

There used to be a little fly
Who saw the world through all her eyes

On everything touched by her little feet
Instead of germs, she brought a treat

She had the power to change things
By spreading love and all it brings

One day she landed on George Bush
Then caught the jet stream and was pushed

Across the Atlantic to the Middle East
Determined to replace hate with peace

She fell from the sky as if heaven-sent
And brought to Saddam Hussein a certain present

Landing on one of his big toes
That little fly changed two foes

And turned them into two men
Who loved each other as two friends

And soldiers returned from overseas
And all the prayers on all the knees

Were heard and answered that very day
Each, you can be sure, in its own way

Peace reigned over the Earth
And the little fly gave birth

To a dozen more just like herself
Whose progeny will always help

Spread the germ we know as love
Sent from somewhere up above

Buddha, Jesus, Mohammed and God in the sky
All of these -- and many more -- are the fly


Getting Pumped Up to Get Laid

Getting pumped up to get laid
Building muscle to pave the way

Pounds shed, muscles flaunted
Wanting so desperately to be wanted

You hate the thought of a shirt
Worked too hard to cover up your work

Those hard shapes define a lifestyle
Muscles cover weakness...for a while

But can a sexy new bod fill the hole
Or will something else make life meaningful

You're a poster boy of the physically fine
Until, one day, you see the first sign

And to gym workouts you add another regimen
Popping pills, as lesions threaten the skin

What went wrong, you ask
What mistake
What sin

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