Just a Man With a Thing About Bees
I knew once a man,
albeit briefly.
Who amongst other
things had a
real thing about bees.
Particularly,
those that lived in his
neighbourhood.
At first, I thought cool,
how bloomin
good that was.
But he said no, it was
not, they were
all just out to get him
and planning on
killing us both, any day
now, actually.
Then would you mind
if I ask, why you
should think like that ..
I probed,
in a tactful and most
professional way.
Because,
they all damn well do
and are so
bloomin determined
and planning to
kill us right now in fact.
And they are
in addition, far too loud
he retorted.
Oh’ and I hate every
darn one of em
he yelled in what then
seemed to me,
like a somewhat frantic
supercilious
and markedly paranoid
way ..
That’s as maybe, I said
as non
judgementally, as was
then possible.
But without them, I fear
the entire
world would be in a right
proper pickle,
now wouldn’t it just ..
Indeed, we
would all, most probably
die, after the
plants and the herbivores
that is ..
In fact, we might as well
just cut
our throats here and now.
After which,
he thought for a bit, then
said, he don’t
give a shit and emphasised
we’ve all got
to go someday, or another
sooner or later.
So can you help me, or not
doc, he asked.
I said maybe, quite possibly
yes perhaps.
But tell me first, have you
ever been stung.
Yes I have, but why ask he
enquired with a frown.
It’s simple, my fees
are quite simply extortionate.
Then as he did
gasp at the thought of parting
with money.
A bee came along, with a bum
full of honey
and promptly, placed a sting
at the back of
his throat .. on the dangly bit
in the middle,
us medics, all call the uvula.
So he died,
there and then, on the couch
to my very own
shock and amazement.
Oh my dear,
that was so terribly sad and
unfortunate, wasn’t it.
So what did you do, may I ask.
Well I promptly
called the next one in fast,
now didn’t I
and whom, I might add just
by chance, had a very
similar affliction .. Indeed,
a thing about
zombies no less, but that was
another story entirely.
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Author:
Neville (
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- Comment from author about the poem: .. this one is just another day at the office .. they can't all be perfect, can they
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Comments6
Playful and a tad irreverent , perhaps to set you off guard ? And my recent profound revelation is certainly more fact than theory — any poem that correctly inserts that most quixotic word -SUPERCILIOUS is truly close to perfect.
it throws a lot of people when it comes out of the blue .. well when it comes out of anywhere really,
I suppose .. thanks for noticing 🙂
Send them bees to me - killer bees? Like some horror flick. I will set them on KP. I'm horrible to her! lol.
But the bees will be allergic to her botox. heehee.
You really should start beehiving your self Mr. O 🐝🐝🐝
Nothing seems to work, to make me see less of KP. lol. Not that I see her in person much anyway, only on TV, or in newspapers, or at botox clinic, etc.
I agree with Bobby O on this one, the fact that you added "Supercilious" to this makes it so perfect. Great story telling, I loved it! x
That's super C .. x
I agree with learned poets, supercilious is very impressive. Now if you'd spelled it differently as "supersillyous" I could see it taking on a different, somewhat Monty Pythonesque tone, lol. Either way, a great write my friend.
I can see it clearly and take your point Bella .. thank you muchly 🙂
Would be other than another day at the quill while the swill twirls against zomboid thrill.
Brill & I aint talkin fish ..
'It’s simple, my fees
are extortionate ..
Then as he
gagged at the
thought of parting
with money,
a bee came along
with a bum
full of honey and
promptly
placed a sting
at the back of his
throat ..'
love this, on so many levels
your insightful self-ridicule, witty
penetrating and fun
then that societal arrowed commentary
on that trending herd collective
exasperating, need
to sensationalise
(as news feed, indoctrinated)
that bombastic bastardisation
of every minutia blemish or imperfection
in nature or anything existential
just, so they can point a finger
and add to that concussive chorus
of belligerent, ignorance
lol
(Hyung
maybe you should compile
similarly, anecdotal
work place, satires or reflections
for your next collection;
arrowed poignancy, gift wrapped
in all-thing Poesy, funtastic!)
lol
a great read
they may not believe me, but this whole thing is based largely on both fact and objective reality .. thanks again brother .. Neville
so true,
that seeded from raw experience, they denounce
that Hollywood face-lift perfected, they devour...
oh well, their loss
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