Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Bee of Service

I have trained all of my bees that

Making honey is not indeed

The goal of this hive habitat.

Instead my bees know I do need

Nourishment not from flower kind,

But from another living source.

So I send out my bees to find

And bring back to me my main course.

As last resort my bees do sting

When landing upon exposed flesh.

Withdrawals made, my bees do bring

Me back tasty supply all fresh.

My hive serves this queen vampire bee,

Bringing back human blood to me.