16th June 2020

Schrodinger’s Fly

The edge of a plate is extremely thin
With one false step you fall right in,
Descending fast deep in the stew
There is really nothing you can do.

Except perhaps flail like a fly
That simply has refused to die,
Causing the patron with a sneer
To call to waiter 'come over near’.

I have an insect in my bowl
Its causing quite the folderol,
A finger then descends from high
Propelling you to surface dry.

The moral of this tale I tell
I hope you will digest quite well,
If you tumble in the stew
Be sure to cause a hullabaloo.

The slowly narrowing passage that professes to lead towards the light but in reality drives you ever deeper into vagary, that is the rabbit hole.

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