If you're thinking of getting chooks, you ought to know that chicken shit attracts tiny gold flies and in the afternoon when I call the chooks to bed the flies are zipping like points of light above the dark soil - like there's a disco and the music is the quiet chainsaw of the flies' buzzing. The chicken shit is ugly but not offensive... unlike the fly traps which smell putrid. And there's little that's more revolting than laying eggs in the rotting carcasses of your mates. I watch the maggots writhe and turn away, sickened - a horror movie in my suburban backyard. But the chook eggs are superb,
My Suburban Horror Movie
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Wow. This is gross! Well done.
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Thats a a clever poem with a grimace factor. Nicely done!
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So vivid was this scene you might have put me off eggs totally 😆😂 I had no idea about the pop and flies and maggots
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LOL. The poop and flies don’t get into the eggs. And the maggots are in the fly traps. So while it’s an attempt to keep the fly numbers down, the fly traps are, in themselves, totally disgusting.
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I know, but I just have this whole fear of things that are close to dirty things. Totally irrational
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terrific writing: love the disco image: inspired: this is GOING INTO MY NOTEBOOK ! it’s a keeper 🙂
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