In Memory of David Hedison
Miserable, buzzing, annoying fly—
I swat at you, and do you die?
No, you give your shiny wings a flit
And laugh at me from where you sit.
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In Memory of David Hedison
Miserable, buzzing, annoying fly— I swat at you, and do you die? No, you give your shiny wings a flit And laugh at me from where you sit.
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