A swarm of bees
Angry
In formation
Sends us running to the small pond
We duck our heads under
Wait for the bees to give up
Like the movies
Only they don't leave
The call their wasp cousins
Who glide and dip
Touch the water
We run out of air
Gulp some above water
Return
Wait for our enemies to grow weary
Before we tire and drown
Sinking to the bottom
Sorry for antagonizing them
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