The Fly Story

The flies did their own thing. They eat drink, and be merry as far as i've seen. In flew a fly who ran out of steam. "Can i join in the team?" What a sin. A devil's advocate he is deemed. By me that is, as i speak.
He went "Eureka!" once. He went "Eureka!" twice. That was all it takes to bring on the vice. Double whammy came in hard on this fly, who turned a deaf ear to Mr. Advice. Fly says, "Imma give it a try." Advice says, "No dice, fly. No dice.."
Advice suggests cute as a bug's ear theory works here dearly. But Fly gets blind with making merry, in his party. Other flies stop making merry, and went down in tears Fly pities, fo' both grief and sympathy.
So big blind Fly says, "It is time. It is time.. Time to get down to brass tacks. It is ma bad, I took the wrong step, these handwriting on the wall I had, but I chose to take a big bet."
Everyone thinks now, "That new fly in our town - he has an axe to grind all this while. We will have to bring him down."
Battle lines are drawn. Fly stood vis-a-vis his conscience till dawn. He decides to fight this uphill battle alone as he sees the bond. The key word is then born. The word is, "Alone."
He's been high on the hog, with the love he's got. He deserves nothing of that sort. So all the time that he has bought, is all the time that he has got, not.
Out on a limb, he goes fo' the team. Seeking the thing, which keeps the flies in. To the dream team: Thanks fo' the dreams yo, thanks for the dreams. Wish me luck on this im in. This aint no cock and bull story it may seem. Not playing with a full deck u may think. But this is me im telling you team. Im the Fly who should never have been. The Fly has left the building, so has Elvis the king.
Excuse my french guys. Imma fucking be the fly on the wall aights.