The Book of Odes, by L. Cranmer-Byng, [1908]
The blue flies buzz upon the wing,
From fence to fence they wander;
O happy King! O courteous King!
Give heed to no man's slander.
The noisy blue flies rumble round,
Upon the gum-trees lighting;
A tongue of evil hath no bound,
And sets the realm a-fighting.
The clumsy blue flies buzzing round
Upon the hazels blunder;
O cursèd tongue that knows no bound,
And sets us two asunder.