Oh Me, Oh My, a Piece of Pie!

Oh me, oh my, a piece of pie!

Sitting on top of it is a fly,

With a hungry look in his eye.

I said to the fly, "Whats with that look?

Why not land over there on that book?"

Then the fly turned to me and said,

"If I didn't eat this, I would be dead!

Oh me, oh my, I don't want to die!

I cannot die, I live to fly!

I will not land on that book,

I is not something I can cook!

A book is not something I can eat,

So why offer it to me as a treat?

I will now eat this pie,

It's not yours, it is all m--"

SPLAT!

"Now without that bothersome fly,

I can now eat my pie!"