happy holidays to you and yourstwas the night before xmas and all threw the hive, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse(the beekeeper remembered mouse guards this year)
The stocking were hung by the entrance reducer with care, with the hope ST Bond would not soon be there.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the cluster to see what was the matter. Oh....Tim is back with words that shatter
Away to the upper entrance I flew like a flash, with stinger ready I prepare to dash. GregV is hopping the mites take out the trash. With dead hives he might get a harvest like years past
On comes Square peg with his stethoscope, going from hive to hive, reporting good hope.
Then there is MLS, and he calls them by name -Now Tarpy, Now Seeley, Now Oliver and Spivak. On Van Engelsdorp, on Milbrath, on LOCKE and FRIES, he says it could work if TF would open its eyes
Chestnut is here, but he talks in vain, He did walk the walk, he feels the pain.
At some point Richard Cryberg left, he tired of the game
Juhani sits high on his lofty post, but why not as Tim say’s he is smarter then most
Old Timer still represents, despite throwing his TF 3 deep hives over the fence.
Then there is the one with redacted name who we sadly lost, she stuck to her ways, no matter the cost.
Litsinger might appear by end of the night, he has done good research, and might do all right.