The Fly

So to keep the piece, I ate a fly.
Jeab had insisted, the reason why!
I really didn't fancy an insect snack.
So I tried to hide and turn my back.
But then I gave in, just to be polite....
I held my breath, eyes closed tight!
I was told not to shallow but chew.
Just like the lovely Thai people do!
How is my fly served hot or cold?
An expensive treat, or so I'm told.
Rich with protein, with eggs in belly!
I felt like just Bear Grylls on the Telly.
So to please my friend I had a munch.
But I hope she never asks me to lunch!
And because of that fly I was forced fed
I had nightmares that night in my bed!

◄ 'Mr July'

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