Outside my office at the public hospital is a small gardening area that was used by resident patients when the building was a long-term care facility. It occasionally experiences infestations of bees and/or yellowjackets, to which I am quick to respond because I have two anaphylactic colleagues to whom one sting could be fatal.

To respond to the last infestation, the guy from pest control sprayed their nest with poison and also hung this trap. He said “They smell the bait and go in to look for it. They never get out because they’re stupid”.

Seeing the resultant slaughter, I couldn’t help but think:

What bees these mortals fool.

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h/t to M. Python.