by: Shirley Satterfield

Spitting flys into the wind.
Spitting flys into the wind.
Thats what we so often do
When we let harsh and bitter words
Escape into our immortal sin.
May I, Lord, keep my fly trap shut
And not a Venus flower be
Seeking whom I may devour
By setting those nasty, nasty flies free

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Noble Member
2 years ago

Excellent Shirley!!!!!

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Quelly (@guest_1995)
2 years ago

This is great Shirley!! I can totally relate????

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