A honeybee flew into a can,
Of diet coke, at the hamburger stand.
And when Joe went to wash the burger down,
He heard a little buzzing sound.
Then the bee crawled out and stung his lip,
Before Joe could take a sip.
And then it tried to fly away,
And left it's guts on the burger tray.
It fell to the ground and died in pain,
Protecting It's diet coke in vain.
When it stung Joe, it left it's sting,
On Joe's lower lip, where it still clings.
2/27/11 Alton Texas
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