Jawn Price!

The Bros and the Bees

Playing frisbee with the guys is always a pleasant feeling.

I watch myself get better with each throw.

Now and again i throw a tilt, and a side wind helps my friend up to a point beyond my reach.

I let myself go…

Yet fate will see through these hard times, if one can endure the consequences.

My friend comes back to me with unpleasantries,

accompanied by a former ally, the bee.

With all the excitement, and all the glee…

playing frisbee with the bee…

in a pleasant jubilee…

Squashed his head and stabbed my 3…

yes 3 the numbered toe, of which i was once proud to say “it belonged on my right foot.”

Playing frisbee with the guys is always a pleasant feeling…

Playing frisbee with the guys…

would be my demise…