Under those love hangs golden
for bees a roaring their buzzing
so loud their buzzing fills a huge
area I wonder if they miss the honey
their bees--I ask them and they say
missing them makes it so--makes it
convenient or else makes it better to
have another life one of deadlines other
two-legged creatures their certain outlook
problems they thought existed like wings
but don't so careful about speaking words
speaking about the dastardly mites.
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