Here’s a little poem I wrote.

It buzzed against the window,
I was naked in the bath.
Amped up predatory instinct,
If you’d seen it you’d’ve laughed.

I stood there in the water,
Crane-like warrior pose.
The buzzing flew around me
I slipped, turning as it goes.

The wasp’s about to sting me!
I was hopping in the bath.
‘Get out of the window!’ I did shout
‘I’m just a fly,’ he laughed.

BIG HUG!

With love, OnceUnchained