The Little Fly

There was a little fly
And he flew into a store
And he shit apon the ceiling
And he shit apon the floor
He shit apon the bacon
And he shit apon the ham
And he shit apon the head of the little grocery man
Now the little grocery man got his little spray gun
And said he would get the fly before the day was done
But before he could count from 1 to 10
The fly flew down and shit apon his baldy head again
There was a little fly
And he flew into a store
And he shit apon the ceiling
And he shit apon the floor
He shit apon the bacon
And he shit apon the ham
And he shit apon the head of the little grocery man
Now the little grocery mans and his little grocery wife
Said they would get the fly even if it ment their life
The bought themselves and hand grenade
And hid inside the store
And they blew themselves to blazes as the fly flew out the door
There was a little fly
And he flew into a store
And he shit apon the ceiling
And he shit apon the floor
He shit apon the bacon
And he shit apon the ham
And he shit apon the head of the little grocery man
Now they both went up to heaven
And angels they were made
St. Peter said that they would be repaid
They got their angels wings
And they flew into the sky
Then they both swopped down like bombers
And they shit apon the fly
There was a little fly
And he flew into a store
And he shit apon the ceiling
And he shit apon the floor
He shit apon the bacon
And he shit apon the ham
And he shit apon the head of the little grocery man