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Little Fly (Other) by PodPoet
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 known as love Sent from somewhere up above Buddha, Jesus, Mohammed and God in the sky All of them -- and many more -- are the fly

Up the ladder: Not Allowed
Down the ladder: tourist

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.0
Weighted score: 5.0
Overall Rank: 8080
Posted: February 14, 2005 6:42 PM PST; Last modified: February 23, 2005 2:01 AM PST
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[0] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ | 15-Feb-05/2:18 AM | Reply
An extraordinarily insightful poeme. Right from the opening couplet:

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

I knew that whatever followed was destined to be "unbelievably profound." Clearly what the world needs is more flies, more love from above, more presents for Saddam Hussein, and more religion. Especially in the Middle East. Flawless -10-
[9] Dovina @ | 15-Feb-05/3:49 PM | Reply
lol. It's not clear whether you're serious or poking fun, and that makes it a good poem.

I don't think you should call it Concrete.
[n/a] PodPoet @ | 15-Feb-05/5:30 PM | Reply
Dovina and Dar_Angel: Thanks much for your nice comments. Dovina, you're right, this shouldn't be "Concrete." I was a little confused over all the categories, but now I understand. However, I can't change it without losing the current comments/votes, so it'll have to stay as such for now. Thanks again for the reviews.
[8] INTRANSIT @ | 16-Feb-05/3:04 PM | Reply
[10] zodiac @ | 17-Feb-05/4:41 AM | Reply
Dear Christ. So my wife works in this town called Ghwor, on the site of Sodom and Gomorrah in modern-day Jordan, and says the flies there are so nuts it's worse than Somalian starving baby footage, but what do you expect, most of the townfolk (10% born disabled) squat over a hole in the kitchen floor to go to the bathroom? So anyway, last week they all got Typhoid there, I mean like all of them, and Jesus Christ - Typhoid! Like I didn't even know that disease existed anymore. Anyway I just wanted to tell you I'm with -=Dark_Angel=-,P.I., flies are exactly what we need more of here, and a great way to capture the image of a kinda humming, eyeitching, omnipresent love sent from above. You get my only heartfelt 10 of the day. Enjoy!
[10] edpeterson @ | 23-Feb-05/8:17 AM | Reply
LOL. Fucking hilarious.
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