Fly and Flea set out to see

     Who could annoy the most.

Fly began his busy day

     On someone’s morning toast.

 

To tell the truth, the toasted bread

     Was spread with marmalade.

He soon became attached to it -

     A sad tale I’m afraid.

 

The owner of the toast returned

     But didn’t notice him.

He stuffed the toast into his mouth - - -

     Ooooh! – Now the story’s grim!

 

The man then quickly grabbed a mug

     And washed down lots of tea.

So fly came to a tragic end –

     Awash in all this sea.

 

Flea liked cats and spotted one

     Stretched quietly in the sun.

'Aha,' thought Flea, 'Now here for me

     Is my chance to have fun.'

 

The owner of the cat arrived

     And quickly spotted Flea.

He grabbed a can containing spray

     As fast as fast could be.

 

Poor Flea – Well, do you want to hear

     What happened next to him?

Well, he was doused from top to tail,

     And also limb by limb.

 

He very soon felt rather strange;

   In fact became quite sick.

I’d say for certain, neither friend

     Will play another trick.

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