The fly on the wall it came in for tea
Then left to have supper with me
It heard curses and threats aimed at people you love
And saw a face you let nobody see
It heard you talk of nothing at all
And bang your head against the wall
It saw you remove all your clothes one by one
As the room grew larger and you in comparison small
It flew through my window at eight
No strangers were me and my mate
You stood me up and thought I would remain alone
But no ; I have found me a gossiping date !
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