Bee Stings
Ah, mine eyes espied a glorious shade tree
On a recent brutally hazy, hot and humid July summer day
Where below the gnarled roots glazed occipital nerve did not see
Yellow-jackets minding their own bees wax when derriere i.e. did essay
Until deux stingers re:
Accessible bared skin aviary members did flay
Vulnerable hide bound part of my right knee
Whereby toxin induced to feel slightly queasy and appear ashen gray
Yet possessed the response to stand up and immediately flee
As co-horts per the hive stirred with protruding stingers ready to lay
Into another area of ripe human flesh with consistency of Brie
Yet, no intent to be cheesy – nay
On the con tray or e
Only attempting to find good humor to stave discomfort at bay
Which quick thinking found me
Summoning medicinal salve to keep any potential swelling away
Thus this mister mom trotted into the Belmont Hills lye bray r e
Soaking damp washcloths
(I packed in plastic bag to cool thyself) and pray
All the while mouthing expletives more emphatic than oye vay e
Healing powers of self would allow this chap to fell okay
Enough until my thirteen-year-old daughter and tutor would sashay
Out into the blistering heat so we could be on our home bound way.
Copyright © Matthew Harris | Year Posted 2016
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