My Heart Flies March 1, 2009

I love you Miss Fly.
You’re filthy, that’s why!
All covered in grease, dirt and grime.
I gasp at your beauty
my dung-munching cutie,
and pray that one day you’ll be mine.
,
Let’s fly to a pile
of garbage so vile
it makes quite the loveliest food.
We’ll feast there for days.
Together we’ll raise
a horrible, maggoty, brood.
,
Paul Hughes 2009

Secret Agent April 16, 2008

My father was a spider

my mother was a fly

now I’m a secret agent

with wings, eight legs, a SPY!

 

Paul Hughes 2008