Sometimes I just can’t help myself. It’s the twelfth day of the Poem a Day Challenge, and I’m getting goofy. Here’s today’s true story.
Duel on the Grass
Annie ate the bumblebee,
batted it around for a while
as I screamed at her “No!
Let the bumblebee go.”
She shot me a doggy-faced smile.
She pounced on the bee,
flipped it into the air.
I bribed her with treats
and pieces of meat.
Suddenly the bee wasn’t there,
just a bit of black fur,
a sliver of wing.
“Oh God, did you eat it?”
“I plum massacre-ed it.
The tastiest part was the sting.
Unleashed in Oregon 