killing bee's

[WIREMAN]

oh how I espouse
my philosophy
floating around
like a tumbling
tumbleweed
no buddha am I
fact is when they
fly, all round my head
that's when i see
red......it's getting
colder each morn
these pesky varmits
are ready to be shorn
a wave of the hand
knocks em to the ground
i look down on em
with a sadistic frown
and squish em.

[the mingo]

man you are operating with both barrels tonight - go big go blam!

[WIREMAN]

well the bees are finally settling down...its nov. 1st at midnight and alls well on the job finally....thanx for your response mingo

[the mingo]

[judih]

b.s. bees
but can't live without 'em

wasps worse
i show them the door

[WIREMAN]

they become memories with the advent of the first frost, awaiting the return....