Do you know why
You see nary a fly
By the first of November?
In fact, you see hardly any at all
Even early in fall —
Which, you may remember, starts in September.
The reason, I’ve found,
Is that flies are bound,
Not young to die, but fearlessly to fly
Like birds and tourists
And warm-weather purists,
South to be winter Gulf Staters, Aztecs and Hondurists.
Now, science may say
There is just no way
What I say will fly. Why would I lie?
Scientists also claim ice floes,
Which shows what they knows.
I’m wise to flies. When flies flee, flies fly free — they no fare pay.