O thee cursed fly,
its owner wonders why.
Why can't I catch fish,
to make my evening dish?
For the curse is real,
ye will surely feel.
Unless a new owner,
makes claim as its holder.
Rid of it ye must
or eternelly will ye lust,
for silvery torpedoes,
That is the curses credo.
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