Slow Slow Fly

In the summer
he's licking all the fruit
looking for the garbage
at the backyard barbeque
busy buzzing
through my house
and round the porch
zigging and zagging
up south and down north
but when the year gets get colder
and the sun don't shine
when the winter comes
you'll be a slow, slow fly, fly
you'll be a slow, slow fly, fly
you'll take a long, long time, time
you'll be a slow, slow fly, fly

In the summer he's poking at the poops
rounding round,
like a buzzy hola-hoop
landing long enough
to strike a funny pose
landing at the end of your summer nose.
In the summer, he's cleaning off his feet
his sticky, licky ice-cream
he ate is super sweet.
You'll get much slower when the pawn
begins to freeze
so stop and feel the breeze wheeze through the trees
but when the year gets get colder
and the sun don't shine
when the winter comes
you'll be a slow, slow fly, fly
you'll be a slow, slow fly, fly
you'll take a long, long time, time
to be a slow, slow fly, fly
(multiple voices)
slow, slow fly