Damned fly!

I was at the bus stop,

Feeling right wearing white,

When a fly started buzzing me,

Ignoring the risk to life

And those acrobatic flights.

"Go on now. I don't wanna feel you

Land on me again.

You do....I'll kill you."

He ignored my words completely.

My Fellow bus riders did not.

He perched on my shoe again

And I began to plot.

I slowly bent at the waist

So as not to disturb his rest.

Early morning violations

put soldiers to the test.

He hopped to another spot

Probably leery I would creep.

But I threw weak shots before,

Thereby lulling him to sleep.

Ranged to deliver the strike

I promised would surely come;

With no trace of hesitate

I exploded like a gun.

He dodged to his left;

A move I anticipated.

And I caught him in the trap

I, properly, had baited.

Some ears who heard my threat

Had focused on the episode.

An eye said "I see

You stroll the Warriors road."