If I were a fly on the wall
I'd be privy to secrets
I'd know it all.
I'd know the
Who and the What
The When and the Why
I'd have all the intel
I'd make a great spy!
Word would be out
This fly is so smart
I'd just wait for the bidding to start
Wait for the call
Highest bidder takes all!
All that info could prove a tad heavy
I'd be so full of myself,
Oblivious to the ominous can on the shelf
And so, before the bidding takes place
I may not notice it pointing straight at my face
Alas, I'd realize too late
A fly cannot be a spy
Nor a spy be a fly
One squirt, and that's that
The realization would hit me
And, so would the SPLAT!