Marty Mc-FLY
This is the story of Marty Mc-FLY,
who travelled through time in the blink of an eye.
Everyone Marty so happened to meet,
would hear of the housefly’s spectacular feat:
“It’s when I reach eighty-eight miles per hour.
That’s when you’ll witness my SUPER-FLY power!
I’ll disappear – FLASH! – to a time, long ago...
Then reappear – CRASH! – and you never would know.”
The small lowly housefly saw space exploration,
two world-wars, protests, and mass immigration.
He met kings and queens, and some cave people too.
He grew quite a penchant for dinosaur poo (eew)!
But Marty Mc-FLY found that life was the same;
houseflies have always been far down the chain.
Whatever the year, however far back...
He’d always get preyed on as somebody’s snack.
So, Marty buzzed off to the future instead,
and what he discovered will fill you with dread...
The future that Marty Mc-FLY had unfurled,
had robotic flies that were ruling the world!
So, Marty Mc-FLY, he of course chose to stay.
He lived like a king for the rest of his days.
Buzzing around with his cyber-fly queen,
in the sizzling sun, Twenty-one Seventeen.
who travelled through time in the blink of an eye.
Everyone Marty so happened to meet,
would hear of the housefly’s spectacular feat:
“It’s when I reach eighty-eight miles per hour.
That’s when you’ll witness my SUPER-FLY power!
I’ll disappear – FLASH! – to a time, long ago...
Then reappear – CRASH! – and you never would know.”
The small lowly housefly saw space exploration,
two world-wars, protests, and mass immigration.
He met kings and queens, and some cave people too.
He grew quite a penchant for dinosaur poo (eew)!
But Marty Mc-FLY found that life was the same;
houseflies have always been far down the chain.
Whatever the year, however far back...
He’d always get preyed on as somebody’s snack.
So, Marty buzzed off to the future instead,
and what he discovered will fill you with dread...
The future that Marty Mc-FLY had unfurled,
had robotic flies that were ruling the world!
So, Marty Mc-FLY, he of course chose to stay.
He lived like a king for the rest of his days.
Buzzing around with his cyber-fly queen,
in the sizzling sun, Twenty-one Seventeen.
This poem is copyright (©) Sue Lancaster 2026

About the Writer
Sue Lancaster
Sue is a children's writer living in South West London with her husband, two children and pet budgie, Buddy. Before turning her hand to writing, Sue worked in TV as a Production Manager and got her degree in Media Studies at the University of East London. She grew up in Clacton on the coast of Essex and spent much of her childhood writing stories and poems, playing with her three cats, and being tormented by her two older brothers.