The Fly

I saw a fly go buzzing by
It landed on a plaque.
I could not understand the fly
Why he kept coming back.
I looked a little closer
The plaque was covered in braille
Maybe the fly, using his many eyes
Wanted to read a silent tale.
He walked around the plaque some more
He reverberated all a twitter
The fly flew off and I laughed
He had grown a little bigger.

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