"Now after a little lapse of time, Stan became deep hungry in his tumbload. Oh, after all he struggly tricky out several milode, and anyone would suffer under this. So suddenly he dood a deep thoucus, out with his lunchy bag, just about to do a little nibbload of his mincy meaty, when......."

Here am I
Tiny Fly
May I share your Shepherd's Pie?

What is this strange voice I hear?

Here I am
Look This Way
In the landscape on your tray

There's no need to ask a silly question
If I were you I hope you'd do the same
There's no doubt I'd help a hungry fly
To see you in a fix it's really such a shame

I'm so hungry
I could die
And now I'll be a living fly

My name is Stan
I'm on a quest
Take your fill
Take nothing less
I am that
That am I
And now I'll be a living fly