Timothy Mcguire Poet Rhyme

Stepped On a Bee

I stepped on a bee
That I didn't see
Screamed in pain like I'd been shot
Holding my foot that's fire hot

And this shouldn't be any news
But its a good idea to always wear shoes
People are poking me with tools in their fingers
Trying to dig out that bloody stinger

You would have thought that someone died
With all the noise and the tears I cried
But what I have failed to see
Is the fate of that poor honey bee

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Lindsay Laurie October 26, 2018 at 10:55 PM Hello Timothy ... yep, dead and gone after the sting. By crikey, a bee does leave a legacy though. Lived your poem a number of times Timothy - Lindsay Timothy Mcguire October 26, 2018 at 11:56 PM Thank you Lindsay. Thanks for reaching out.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart October 25, 2018 at 9:00 AM Aww. Sweet penning. Timothy Mcguire October 25, 2018 at 12:29 PM Thank you Miss Maureen

Line Gauthier October 24, 2018 at 10:03 PM It takes a big man to be so considerate for the bee's fate in this circumstance. Well done, Timothy. Timothy Mcguire October 24, 2018 at 11:48 PM Thank you. It has always bothered me that the bee minding his own business gets stepped on and dies.