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Wasps Five Me Zero

Skinny miniature dive bombers commandeered my porch today. Their command center is in the hollows of my porch’s railings. I watch them wasp-stepping in formation around on a tiny wooden table that holds two cans of wasp spray. Now they are parading around the side of one of the green spray cans. Taunting me with their arrogance. Between the front door and me. Wasps five. Me zero.

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