Bees are Not a Toy

I see movement in the corner

and know the prey is mine.

Slinking along in the shadows

I silently bide my time.

The fluttering comes to a stop

and I know that time is now

so I jump with all my might

landing softly, yet with a pow!

In an instant I feel the pain

but a true warrior never can quit

a little sting never hurt anyone,

who am I kidding, it hurts like shit.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2016

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