Smelly Pussy-Fly flies into my house.
MY house.
Smelly Pussy-Fly thinks it has it all in the bag so it smiles its big Smelly Pussy-Fly smirk and sits in the kitchen.
Eating MY food.
Rubbing its Smelly Pussy-Fly arms together, looking, touching the Goddamn table.
Sitting on the fucking chair.
I'd like to sing you a song, little Smelly Pussy-Fly. I'd like to sing you a song before you lay any rotten maggots around, before you suck the last bit of joy out of my house.
I'd like to sing you a song just before I smite you and smear your malfunctioned guts all over.
DEAR MOTHERFUCKING SMELLY PUSSY-FLY:
I'm a monster so don't walk my way.
Don't trust my smile my teeth are like knives.
I will drag you down and suck you dry.
Don't laugh at my jokes- the punch line is murder.
Don't enjoy my touch, every caress hides a chokehold.
I'm only happy when I've ruined everything I see.
Believe everything you've ever heard about me- suck it up.
If you see me coming don't stop, just turn and walk the other way.
I will not lie about what I have done,
I will not lie about what I will do to you,
The sweat of my exertion is pure poison, I'm hell...