One Bluebottle
One bluebottle hanging on the wall
One bluebottle hanging on the wall
And if one bluebottle should incidentally fall
There'd be
Scores of bluebottles dangling by a thread
Scores of bluebottles dangling by a thread
And if one bluebottle should topple over dead
There'd be
True bluebottles swinging in the breeze
True bluebottles swinging in the breeze
And if these bluebottles were feeding on their sleaze
There'd be
Bruised bluebottles singing woozy blues
Used bluebottles singing woozy blues
"We're blue bluebottles", we were born to lose,"
We'll be
Hatching maggots in your living room
Hatching maggots in your living room
Crawling over carrion and falling to our doom."
There'll be
No bluebottles", or maybe half a doz.
No bluebottles, or maybe half a doz.
No bluebottles! It's giving me a buzz.
There'll be
A land fit for fleas. Hoppity, hoppity!
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