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Bee Sting - A Children's Poem   By R. Renée Bembry

Have you ever been stung by a bee?




Bee Sting :{

Again, she got stung by a bee

Its stinger stuck right in her knee

She screamed when she felt the pinch

Enter her skin one-half an inch
At once, she shoved right off the ground

Ran in the house where mom was found

Running toward the back screen door

Stepping across her fresh mopped floor

"What's going on?" she asked real quick

"Don't worry—it was not a tick"

The girl sobbed

This time she was sure

Unlike round bugs she had before

Stuck on her leg

Six – seven – eight

This one poked her

Then flew away"

  "Then what?" asked mom.

"A bee," said Tom

Whose nickname sounded like a guy

"Where at?" mom plead

"My knee," Tom said

Wishing she didn't have to cry

Taking cream from the cabinet

Mom rubbed a drop where Tom was bit

Or stung rather—since bees don't bite
Still they cause welts that swell and spite

Mom put a bandage cross the paste

To  make sure ointment stayed in place

Then Tom ran quickly out the door

So she could watch the bees some more

© R. Renée Bembry

January 25, 2011