Intruder

Announcing its presence it snook in above,
through a window that I'd left ajar,
no time get up and give it a good shove
to close it, the distance was too far.
I was in no position to choose 'fight or flight',
my options were cut down to just one,
that was sit very still ( I had some time to kill)
and then make a move when it had gone.
When it comes down to fear, and I'll make this quite clear
things that fill me with terror are few,
but one of those things is being stung by a wasp
when halfway through a sit on the loo.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Juman Avatar
July 3, 2018 at 2:49 PM
nice my friend
Inman Avatar
May 17, 2018 at 7:16 AM
Funny! Be glad you're not where I live, I clean paper wasps off the eve of my house all summer long.
Murray Avatar
May 9, 2018 at 11:13 AM
Some of a nearby hive of uninvited wasps joined our outdoor wedding reception. It has taken me 30 years to forgive the species, but this year I cart them outside in a glass instead of squashing these distant relatives of theirs.
Wigley Avatar
May 9, 2018 at 9:38 PM
Good for you, Jean, I believe in Karma.
Turner Avatar
May 6, 2018 at 2:05 PM
Mr Viv, I once jumped off of a pump jack (oil well) because of yellow jackets, I hit the ground on the run. About a 20 ft leap. I do not fear them but I highly respect them. A very funny ending for this poem.
Wigley Avatar
May 7, 2018 at 6:59 AM
Thanks Daniel, I feel your pain.
Roper Avatar
May 6, 2018 at 1:33 PM
Oh my. Are you allergic? I can only remember being stung once. I had been playing cards with friends; when I got up to leave I put my sweater and a wasp had crawled into the sleeve. I love the musical tune your verse has...
Wigley Avatar
May 7, 2018 at 7:00 AM
Yes, Eve, I once got stung while running for a bus and I dropped like a stone. Horrible. I have been stung many years since, and it wasn't as bad, so maybe I've built some defence. Hopefully.. x
Gauthier Avatar
May 6, 2018 at 9:38 AM
LOL - Told with much finesse. Superbly done, Viv.
Wigley Avatar
May 7, 2018 at 7:01 AM
Thanks, Line, the definition of real fear, methinks. x
Sands Avatar
May 6, 2018 at 8:52 AM
LOL Funny Viv , and true! Well done. :)
Wigley Avatar
May 7, 2018 at 7:01 AM
Thanks Heidi, I need a sealed toilet. But the missus won't allow it x
Pigeon Tart Avatar
May 6, 2018 at 8:20 AM
LOL! Fabulous gripping tale Viv! Love it :) xomo!
Wigley Avatar
May 7, 2018 at 7:01 AM
Yes, Maureen, my buttock cheeks were certainly gripping :)
Allison Avatar
May 6, 2018 at 6:10 AM
ha ha ha - sure made me giggle Mr Viv. Last year I only saw 1 wasp (not that I am complaining about the reduction in numbers of that species!!!) and that was in February when it flew out of my garden shed. Sadly I am seeing a decline in bees and Butterflies:-( hugs jan xx
Wigley Avatar
May 7, 2018 at 7:02 AM
Likewise here, Jan, the crap Spring hasn't helped, but there are several bees around this morning x
Manassian Avatar
May 6, 2018 at 4:04 AM
oh dear oh dear....this is a funny write, and SO easy to relate to. ;)
Wigley Avatar
May 7, 2018 at 7:02 AM
Could be worse, Eileen, we don't get Hornets often here x
Cunningham Avatar
May 6, 2018 at 2:28 AM
Haha all that bare flesh, he would have had a field day, hope you got him.
Wigley Avatar
May 7, 2018 at 7:03 AM
He got wind of me and scarpered, Tom :)
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