Adult lunch with my onetruelove.
A little spot along the Chesapeake Bay.
A sweet escape in a busy day of
While we waited for our food to arrive
I counted 9 flies.
N I N E F L I E S.
Three tables plus ours
asked the poor waiter about it.
Said it had been a problem all summer
and that he thought flies only had a
24 hour life span.
The best part of my adult lunch with
A sweet old lady requested
something to at least hit
the flies with.
They brought her a fly swatter.
I’m ready to move back to the city.