Stung

They surrounded me With utter hatred Flying in sting Sting yellow jacket Pain and swelling Filled my hands Oh what burning These brilliant yet Barbaric creatures Can inflict upon a soul My innocent composure Was just trying to fix Rotten wood Devious yellow striped Whipper smackers Of ill will do they know? Obviously or they would Be equipped with Some other form Of defense by design They say they can Remember faces Well two weeks ago I filled their humble Cantankerous abode With foam sealant Obviously today I Thought I was safe Little did I know Pelted with flying Carnivorous yellow And black hellraisers’ They must have Remembered me Thank God for advil And calamine lotion The war will finish Tonight at dusk When my wasp And hornet killer Shall take back My home.