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A Nonsensical Story of Two Flies

One day I did espy
A little buzzing fly
High up in the sky.
And I gave a little sigh And plenty I did cry
When I heard that this fly,
Who I did espy,
High up in the sky, One day did die.

One day did he die,
Because he told a little lie
To another little fly
That he could cry
Through each and every eye.

But this little fly
Did fry the little fly
Who told the little lie,
That he could cry
Through each and every eye.

Now this little fly,
Who did fry the little fly,
Who could not cry,
Ate each and every eye.

And the next day I did espy
The little fly,
Who ate each and every eye,
High up in the sky.

That very day he did die,
Because of one eye,
That he did not fry
CORRECTLY.