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Buzz
by Betty Castleberry The summer night was still and damp Perfect for relaxing On the porch or in the yard All other moves were taxing Two winged critters flittered 'round One said to her sidekick "Take my dare and follow me I'll show you what we'll pick." "No one will know that I'm about But you can't do the same I can feast and fly away Its really all a game." "Our victim will not feel my sting But he'll be aware of yours For I can bite him stealthily I'll nail his tasty pores." A hairy arm their landing field The human unaware That he would soon become a feast Of skeeters on a dare The first bite was a gentle zap Her presence was unknown The stage was set for number two The next gal picked her zone She zoomed in on juicy flesh Phlebotomy in motion When smack of hand came crashing down And stopped her spunky notion With dying breath she spoke aloud "My pride got in the way My repast was a deadly one I'm allergic to type A." Copyright 2006 Betty Castleberry ~The author is a retired-early-by-choice RN who lives in Texas with her husband and three parrots. She has a daughter, step daughter, and five grandchildren. She is a published author, and loves to write for the Lord. Email her @ [email protected] Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |