Bedeviled By Bees
Folks refer to grand times as “bees knees”
But I am often bedeviled by bees
I take one step out the door
Approached by a flying hoard
Stand motionless, so still, afraid to sneeze
But if they land upon an arm or leg
I split my shell like a hard-boiled egg
Bedeviled I jitterbug
An energetic spark plug
The hive is abuzz like a powder keg
I’ve no clue why they’re attracted to me
There is no reason that I can foresee
In woods or on the beach
If you hear somebody screech
It’s me pleading with bees for mercy
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