<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357681" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>March Flies</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now comes the time when we douse flies<br>With various kinds of sprays <br>The sand flies, and the house flies,<br>And the flies with furtive ways.<br>But I keep my hate for the large flies<br>That come for the tree-lined creek <br>Those arch flies, the March flies<br>With a crosscut saw for a beak.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now, most flies rouse in the autumn<br>From the summer's drowsy daze,<br>And they bite as nature taught 'em,<br>In various styles and ways.<br>They nip, or they stab or they burrow;<br>But the fly that knocks me out<br>Is the March fly, with the dull, dead eye<br>And a crosscut saw for a snout.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the house flies come to the table<br>Or busily play on the pane;<br>And our rage and heat they calmly treat<br>With the uttermost disdain.<br>And the buzz-flies buzz and blunder,<br>And the sandflies dig right in;<br>But my whole soul shrinks when the March fly sinks<br>His crosscut under my skin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He's a sneak and an arrant coward,<br>And the lowest of low-down cows,<br>By nature ghoulishly dowered<br>With a weapon no law allows.<br>And it isn't the pain he gives me<br>Nor the blood he may chance to draw,<br>It's the loathsome way that he makes foul play<br>With his really terrible,<br>Most unbearable,<br>Horrible crosscut saw.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357681" data-title="March Flies de Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis" data-description="Now comes the time when we douse flies With various kinds of sprays The sand flies, and the house flies, And the flies with furtive ways. But I keep my hate for the large flies That come for the tree-lined creek Those arch flies, the March flies..."></div> </div> </div>

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