On Wednesday I went for a countryside drive
slid off the road and hit a bee hive
A mass of bees came swarming round
And stung me till I was hospital bound.
They Injected me with adrenalin see
To take away my misery
But when well again
I had the last laugh
With a petrol jug made out of glass
I lit the wick with a firestick
And Burned the hive
That done the trick.
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