A Poem by Benn Bell
I saved a wasp from drowning today
I ducked my head as it flew away
I was afraid it might sting me like bee
And hurt like everything
For it is the nature of the wasp to sting
But it is my nature to do the saving thing
Tomorrow you just wait and see
I’ll be saving a Pharisee.
I save wasps, too. They are pollinators.
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