A fly landed on a nice strip of gooey, sweet-smelling fly paper. Quickly surveying the situation, and not seeing a challenger in sight, he happily announced, “My fly-paper!” Sinking his nose into the syrupy stuff he dined sumptuously. Then, he blissfully snoozed in an “after-dinner” siesta. Afterward, deciding to leave, he began hopelessly beating his wings against the air … and the paper announced, “My fly!”
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