The flies smell sweetness in the toilet, and on the toilet seat,
And, under the toilet seat ring,
A feast befitting a fly king,
There's enough for his loyal minions, to feast upon the treat.
Jim gave his girlfriend kisses and hugs,
She claims Jim gave her ringworm and bugs,
So, who to believe?
Did either deceive?
Or, were the beasties in the blankets and rugs.
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