Put honey on a sting

[tectak]

I often read before going to sleep, I guess we all do. Though it will sometime cause us to have a dream or nightmare along the same story line. Well, this afternoon I came in from working in the yard, grabbed a couple of beers and some cold pizza out of the fridge sat down and read your poem "Put honey on a sting". I got quite groggy after lunch and a poem, laid down and took a nap.
BIG Mistake, as I got deep into the zzzzz's,

'The Nightmares began'.
'as i was working in the yard i was stung by a yellow jacket. now i had read somewhere that rubbing honey on a bee sting will relieve the pain, and it did, but did you know that yellow jackets love honey better than their queen. when i went (i'm still nightmarring here) back outside to rake more leaves the yj's attacked by the thousands. I was stung so many times i went into a coma, right there and then or is it then and there, grammer and spelling is very impotent hear. I awoke then from my coma to find myself in a far away land, deep in the dungun of an anchant castle, my heart beating so hard the ground was shaking, at the moment i thought it from the adrenaline, but as it turned out, the shaking was from the heat of the knight in my crevass.

The moral of this brief comment: "never go to sleep with beer, pizza and poetry in your head and honey on your stinger"

i am lust for wurds.
tectak