Slow Slow Fly

In the summer

he's licking all the fruit

looking for the garbage

at the backyard barbeque

busy buzzing

through my house

and round the porch

zigging and zagging

up south and down north

but when the year gets get colder

and the sun don't shine

when the winter comes

you'll be a slow, slow fly, fly

you'll be a slow, slow fly, fly

you'll take a long, long time, time

you'll be a slow, slow fly, fly

In the summer he's poking at the poops

rounding round,

like a buzzy hola-hoop

landing long enough

to strike a funny pose

landing at the end of your summer nose.

In the summer, he's cleaning off his feet

his sticky, licky ice-cream

he ate is super sweet.

You'll get much slower when the pawn

begins to freeze

so stop and feel the breeze wheeze through the trees

but when the year gets get colder

and the sun don't shine

when the winter comes

you'll be a slow, slow fly, fly

you'll be a slow, slow fly, fly

you'll take a long, long time, time

to be a slow, slow fly, fly

(multiple voices)

slow, slow fly