Fruit FliesA Poem by Amanda ReneeI used to think that fruit flies were dead When I found them in my glass of wine. Then, one day (annoyed), I pulled one out of my glass, And watched one on the tip of my finger- Flapping it wings and flitting away- © 2025 Amanda Renee |
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2 Reviews Added on April 15, 2025 Last Updated on April 15, 2025 AuthorAmanda ReneeNew York, NYAbout53 year old Middle School English Teacher (19 years in the beloved Bronx, N.Y.) who loves the arts (in all of it's forms) more.. |

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