Hornet
I am the agent of fear.
I put fear in the big and small.
I make the strongest run away.
My sting can make a pale arm turn red
Or cause eyes to roll back with repeated blows.
On schoolbuses, girls scream.
In houses, children duck.
I see them stay inside when seeing me outside.
I notice hesitant boys walk near my nest.
But I will die before he attacks my colony.
The Queen and eggs will outlive
Those who poison them.
They will not choke on the fumes
Made by Man.
The red holes I leave,
The natural poison I leave,
The fear I leave,
All in defense of my home.
Wait. Is that a boot?
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