Friday Fictioneers: Fly Like a Butterfly, Sting Like a Bee


Welcome Dear Readers!  My philosophy of life can be summed up by Lou Grant from the old Mary Tyler Moore show when he said, “You’re born, you die and everything in between is filler.” 

And I can’t think of a more fun “filler” than writing a hundred words inspired by  Friday Fictioneers  picture prompt hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields at Addicted to Purple.

This week’s picture is provided by Douglas M. McIlroy over at Ironwoodwind.

maui-from-mauna-kea

Fly like a Butterfly, Sting Like a Bee  

 If I had an apparatus

To keep me in the misty stratus

If I could hang out in the air

With the billowy things that live up there

 I think, at first, it would be fun

I’d be best friends with everyone

I’d say I like you!  Yes I do!

You are my best friends, brave and true

But then before my very eyes

You’d change into some apple pies

You’d switch it up

 (You’d be so wiley)

You’re Cher! . . .  No wait! . . . Charles Nelson Riley?

 Who could keep up? Who could cope?

I’d become Muhammad’s rope a dope

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Until next time . . . I love you

52 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: Fly Like a Butterfly, Sting Like a Bee

  1. Tough being friends with cloud; you never know what face they’re going to wear, or how long they’ll don it. I love it!
    ~Chris

    • Perry I can’t tell you how gratified I am that you know who Charles Nelson Reilly is. While I was writing this poem, my brain, Peanuts, suddenly became absolutely determined to get his name in there somehow. I’m embarrassed admit how long it took me — :D

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