Male Flies

Tiny creatures, flitting free,

Male flies, a buzzing glee.

With eyes that see, a world unknown,

They dance and buzz, alone.

With wings that beat, a rapid pace,

They search for love, a fleeting race.

They court and woo, with all their might,

To find a mate, a shining light.

So let us watch, with curious eye,

The male flies, as they fly by.

A tiny world, a hidden scene,

Of buzzing beings, ever keen.