The Fly Who Flew Too High

                                                                    THE FLY WHO FLEW TOO HIGH

There was once a little fly

Who flew so high 

He thought he would die

When he saw how high

He started to cry

He knew if he fell

He'd surely die

So with all of his might

He tried to fly home

His hair in his eyes

And he hadn't a comb

I hope I hope

I get home soon

But he flew so hard

He flew to the moon

Once on the moon

He let out a fart

And back down to earth

He shot like a dart

Now back at home 

He said with a smile

I'm not going to fly

For a very long while

Author's Note

I wrote this poem ages ago and had to go to my daughters school for a presentation. They had different kids singing, showing what they'd made etc..and then it happened..they announced my daughter who'd wrote a poem...she gets on the stage and gives me a little look and reads this out. At the end of the evening a teacher comes over and says her poem was really good and she has a talent...I didn't dare tell them that it was one of mine...and my daughter thought I'd drop her in it.