Shoo Fly

Shoo fly housefly, you’ve had your day,

Now fold your wings and steal away;

King winter soon will govern here,

And you’re supposed to disappear.

You are supposed to yield your reign

Until old summer comes again.

Shoo fly housefly, for Heaven’s sake

Let us a moment’s comfort take;

You’ve had your way all summer long

And you have lived it good and strong.

Of course you will lay down and die,

But you will wake up by and by.

Oct. 4, ‘08