Teasing Whispers

I heard a deceptive noise in the trees.

It sounded like the rustle of leaves.

The noise was such an awful tease,

that I finally yelled quiet please.

But that awful noise in the trees,

That nasty buzzing of the bees,

would not listen to my pleas.

It kept my paranoid mind from peace,

And when I reached home it did not cease.

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