Two Bee Or Two Bee
Two bee or not two bee
swarming bout me bed
I swear for sure I swatted one
I sure hope she is dead
Oh no she must have gotten me
just below my ear
the swelling it is rising
and I don't think I can hear
I run right to the bathroom
into the medicine chest
grabbed my trusty epipen
and stab that little pest
Oh wait did I get that wrong
was that shot supposed to bee for me
i don't know what I'm doing
and now I can barely even see
The bee is still a buzzing
louder than before
it seems he is getting closer
I run out and shut the door
Tripped in a pile of laundry
fell flat upon my face
blood has started to trickle
and my head is in a daze
Oh why didn't I close that window
for sure by now I'd be fast asleep
dreaming of happily ever afters
and not lying here in this heap
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2016
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