Fly At The Retirement Party

millennia of service.
Cheap fruit trays are a replacement for respect.
The awkward chatter of coworkers drowns out silence.

She Moon walks on an alien planet.
feasting on sweet flesh.
she enjoys her exotic meal.

She flies from pineapple to muskmelon.
sounding like a B-52 with each short flight.
Depositing her payload of children after each landing.

The less observant eat her young.
A soul sucking speech of commitment replaces her buzzing.
Congrats Lady! 40 years! Here’s a fly ridden pineapple!

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April 11, 2018