ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
I consider myself the author without a genre. Not only do I love to write poetry and children stories, but I am the author of the recently released romance novel, Kiss Or Keep. [January 2000]
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (1) The Missing Of You (Poetry) A poem. [58 words]
To Be Or Not To Be Debra Phillips
To Bee Or Not To Bee
by
Debra Phillips
One warm summer day, with her husband away Mrs. Peahop was in the mood for a chat so she fetched her cane, but before she could strut she plucked a flower to stick in her hat
Then off she went, without a squint all perky and filled with glee and it wasn"t long for her to catch on that she was being followed by a bee
“Oh no,” Peahop cried, her eyes so wide as she swatted in the heat of the sun but little good it did, the bug was so big so she kicked up her heels to run
She was huffing and puffing with that bee still so near “Go away!” she shouted, so plain and clear and she swung her purse but all she hit was her ear
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Huge, round, all furry and brown with wings so fast and clear and to be stung by a bee that looked like he, The thought filled Peahop with fear
Then came a big black crow and wouldn’t you know he was looking for something to eat and he thought that the bee the one he could see would make such a tasty treat
Peahop was puffing and running and swinging and swatting her purse and cane in the air doing the best she could to keep the flying pest from landing somewhere in her hair
Up the street they all zoomed all wild in a tizzy and running so hard poor Peahop felt dizzy
She plowed through ‘Ole lady Myers the town’s begging hag and knocked over the mailman and oops! scattered his bag
Some mail went high some mail went low and some of the mail landed on top of the crow
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“Oh help, help me, somebody please!” “Don’t let me get stung by this dreadful bee!”
Oh the panic in her eyes and the terror in her face she stepped on a cat’s tail and it too gave her chase
Peahop was so frightened and from what she could see barking dogs coming her way not one, not two, but three
Surely she drew a curious crowd with the bee flying, the cat scratching and those dogs barking Just a tad too loud
“Help, help,” she shrieked “Can’t someone see?!” “I’m about to be stung by a killer bee!”
Eddie, the policeman galloped up on his horse “Stop right there!”, he ordered in his useless voice
He took up his billy stick and swatted at the bee but knocked himself out when his horse hit a tree - 4 -
But the bee kept on chasing and the cat and the crow and one dog bit Peahop on the tip of her big toe
“Oh help!”, cried Peahop “Can somebody help, please!” “Don’t let me be stung by the likes of this bee!”
Swatting the air with her trusty cane Peahop looked surely, like a woman insane but the bug was too fast as it darted here and there It was zipping and darting and everywhere
Through the open door of the market Old Peahop kicked and ran with the bee at her head along with the rest of the clan
Running so hard she didn’t bother to look and crashed into stacked cans and some fell on her good foot
Mr. Green, the owner, who wasn’t too far was quick to come running and bringing a jar he saw Peahop all frazzled to a tee the crow on her head trying to peck at that bee
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Mr. Green swatted the bug and it fell to the floor in the jar he placed it where it could threaten no more
“Well I’ll be darn,” said Green with shock “This ain’t no bee, Mrs. Peahop. Why it’s really a moth.”
“Nonsense!” huffed Peahop “I will not be fooled. “I learned about the likes bees while still a lad in school.”
“Well, I beg to differ,” announced Mr. Green “You been chased by a moth,” “And it’s a fact it seems.”
All eyes went to staring to see if it was true that a moth could fly and act just like a real bee can do
“A king bee,” said Mr. Green “A Hawkmoth for short. This bug could never sting you he’s just not the sort.”
“This time you’ve been fooled that much is true, by and by But this Hawkmoth here is more like a plump butterfly.”
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“Well I’ll be fiddlesticks”, Peahop’s face was all grin she felt so small and silly for running like the wind
“Next time I’ll be more careful, of every flying bug I see. It may be black or brown and furry, but might not be a bee.”
The dogs and crow slipped away, in search of tasty meals the cat slinked away to nap on it’s favorite window sill
Mr. Green took the jar outside and let the Hawkmoth fly away to look for nectar of flowers to help sweeten up its day The End
**************************************************************** NOTE: Though there are other varieties of Hawkmoths, the King’s Bee Hawkmoth with its robust, furry brown body and clear wings, is often mistaken for a bee. It has the ability to hover in the air, and dart from flower to flower, which is how it became known as the ‘bee mimic’.
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"Your comical story's comical charm also is informative by introducing the bee mimic. Certainly, it would make very a very active picture book with Peahop running everywhere. There are a few places that might need a little attention but overall the rhythm is good. Check on the verse that begins "Nonsense," near the ending. That was a little unclear. It appears Peahop is speaking thoughout the paragraph but mentions "as a lad," which this lady could not have been. It may be just a case of punctuation. A very lively read... reminds me to the Amelia Bedelia series. Keep at it. Your descriptions are imaginative and colorful. " -- Stephanie Mckinney.
" This is clever...good rhyme. I am glad that there are some of us left, not afraid of rhyming for children! I am in a critique group that is continually saying "watch out for rhyming-Editors don't like it!" Well the children LOVE it and it also helps them learn, so I say rhyme on!! I would love it if you read my stories here - and tell me what you think!" -- christine tricarico.
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