Oooo, A Bee

All brawn, full of testosterone,
Inspired by the attraction
For a girl his age.
He plays it cool,
One part gentleman,
One part aloof athlete.

She’s equally as cool.
Making him prove
He’s not some act
Or part time player.

All seemed well
Until toughness disappeared,
Scared away by the evilness of

A bee.

He took to an escape that included
Whimpering,
Whining, and
The near out pouring of tears.
Maybe it was an act,
But his charade
Did not go over well
With the audience.

She gave an awkward smile,
But kept a bit of distance
As if reassessing their scenario.

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