My buddy, Ham, found a wasp nest in his kitchen. He said...
To bee, or not to bee, that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The stings and bites of outrageous wasps,
Or to take arms against a sea of hornets,
And by opposing end them. Deliver their deaths—to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The welts and the endless buzzing
That flesh and ear is heir to: 'tis a nest
Thoroughly to be sprayed. To make them die, to sleep;
To sleep, perchance to burn in hades….