Never Kiss a Wasp

(Ron) The best cowboy poetry is based on true stories and unfortunately this one is a true story. It’s titled, “Never Kiss a Wasp.” The cowboy climbed the ladder one pretty day in June to fill the diesel tank so he could bale some hay real soon. When suddenly aroused an insect came angrily buzzing by and he swatted at that bug cause he thought it was a fly. He didn’t like those insects inside his personal space, so he went to brush that bug off the center of his face. Then he learned with consternation that it was not a fly he had, instead it was a wasp and that wasp was fighting mad. That mean wasp’s response to this perceived hardship was to sting that poor old cowboy right smack upon the lip. The cowboy howled in sudden pain, he jumped down from the ladder while his hay crew all broke up, thinking it a laughing matter. The lip began to swell, as howled curses rose to another decibel. He went up to the house, relief to seek thereafter but one look at his swollen lip set his family into laughter. Dad you look like a duck his laughing son advised, because the cowboy’s lip had doubled up in size. The cowboys garbled reply, he could not ascertain as he mumbled like a dental patient full of Novocain. In between the bouts of his families hilarity, his wife applied baking soda paste as her home remedy. Now the cowboy has recovered but the baling time is lost. He always tells his sons, boys never kiss a wasp. Happy trails.