Freddy the Fly Farmer was quite a sight to see,
He tended to his flies with care and with much love and glee.

He sang to them sweetly, and called them by their name,
And when they buzzed around him, he felt no caring shame.

He had a farm of flies, all shapes and many sizes,
Some were small and some were as big as massive prizes.

He fed them scraps and bits of rotted cheese,
And watched them buzz around happily and with ease.

But the other farmers thought he was quite a sight so strange,
For who would want a farm of flies...