When The Hungry Housefly & The Horsefly Met At Aintree Races

One of the hungry housefly’s favourite places,

Was a day out at Aintree races…

He met his fried the hungry horse fly by the litter bin,

And soon their chomping did begin…

A bowl of sweets, all kids of mixtures,

The they went to bet on one of the fixtures…

The Grand National was being held at Aintree today,

So they put on a stake (and had a steak on the way !)…

Soon, they were OFF ! SCOFF !

They couldn’t get enough of the stuff !

Beaches brook was quite a leap,

The two of them fell into a heap…

As they watched Red Rum, they ate rum ‘n’ raisin ice – cream,

A championship win was every housefly’s dream !

Around the racecourse track and back,

The hungry flies munched up a stack !

They skid on the roof,

Narrowly missing a horse’s hoof…

They nibbled on Dettori’s saddle,

Drank water from a puddle where they went to paddle…

Oh ! This was good ! Rolling around in mud !

Tucking in on horse feed, that all the houseflies could….

When the race was done, they found out they’d won,

A thousand pounds at fifty to one !

© Jacqueline Richards 2017