BeesYou may want what you want-
Might imagine some slight historical story
That I can't summon to today or yesterday.
There are the days now that merit solid
Rememberances with full honey sticks dripping...
Slipping into the curves sweet cruises...
The circuitous droolings that pleased us.
You saw how we were gone and careless.
Believed all would be as one in a way
That proved regardless of how we shone
So well together you would have to go and so
We are alone with your
Score and one.
There is nothing
You can ask me without
Me having to consult with the bees
Poetry by jenks
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Written on 2011-09-12 at 02:01
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