Bob the Fly (poem)

Bob the Fly

I'm Bob the fly.
Do you know a fly?
A fly is very small insect,
and almost black.
A fly can fly,
because we have two wings.

People hate me very much.
If I was getting nearer to them,
they'll try to hit me even I had done nothing.
And when I went away from them,
they'll chase me with something in their hand.
After I get a safety place, I feel sad about this treat.
If my wings were beautiful as butterfly,
people may like me.
But my dirty gray wings stick into my body.
They never go away from me unless I'm dead.

Shall I die?
No way!
Why am I here?
Why am I alive?
Someone gave me a life.
I shall be alive.
If people don't like me,
I don't care.
I must enjoy my life as long as my wings can buzz.
HOORAY!