~
A fly in the ointment,
      had no appointment;
he did what he wanted to do:
 
All was free-fare
      with everything there!
and he fed to his fill until through.
 
Then being thus sated,
      still nothing abated
his eating – so he ate, and he ate.
 
Now, the fly was ill-fated;
      and flew over-weighted
into a web, over-head!
 
And the spider?     Elated!
      This was just what she waited,
for a fat fly to be over-fed.
 
The end of the story,
      well, it gets kind of gory,
so I’ll skip to the title, instead:
 
Unless it’s bassackwards,
      “You Are What You eat,”
Feuerbach himself had once said.
~
 
©2013, Marvin Loyd Welborn
Revised 24 June 2013; 20 March 2014.