A pretty young Mother Superior
Went fly-fishing deep in the interior.
The fish were not biting –
Just black flies delighting
In her very superior posterior.
– A. “Buzz” Winger
There once was a black fly named Flicker
Who drank lots of black fly liquor.
Till he flew in the way
Of a Mercedes one day
And now he’s a bumper sticker.
– James Garner
In the springtime don’t go out backpacking,
Maine black flies will soon be attacking
Your ears, eyes, mouth and beak
So you can’t see, hear or speak,
You’ll just stand there whack-smacking and hacking.
– Uncredited
Comments are no longer available on this story