To a Wasp
Oh dreaded parasitic predator,
I yield to your flitting whim
and unannounced intrusion.
Innocently productive,
you carry on your quest,
unprovoked and unassuming.
But for your merited renown,
I take preemptive action
testifying to my regard.
The sport of a cautious hunt
prompts instinct and evasion,
no match for a well-aimed swat.
And with your final writhing twitch
I find a kind of sovereign triumph
in my gleeful, gloating grin.
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