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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "Buhaha" I laughed as my dad almost slipped Off the steep slope And he got up pissed "Old men cant climb" My brother said As he passed by dad While the old man went red I,trying to keep in shape Drops of sweat running down my chest "At least im no size 12" A sarcastic old man said during a rest I narrowed my eyes And started to climb faster And all in all my fat was burned And the hill was what i mastered By nightfall i seeked for branches And fallen woods froom trees But what i found curled in a nest Was none other than a broken winged bumble bee A small little black and yellow thing still buzzing with no energy to it left I picked it up with fear But the thing was no pest I walked around to find tents And somehow I lost my way below the now appearing moon And a coyote suddenly shows before the end of day I stay still Hoping no screams will let it go away And although it began to come closer With the bee is where i stayed When the coyote started to dance around I was not sure what was it i see but i looked down at my palms I saw no bee The bee flunged around Like a drunk neighbour on halloween And the coyote runaway Along with the bee Although ive never in my life so the broken winged bee again I thank it (I was alway afraid of bees .Never liked them.If a bee appeared in my face i ran like a loony.What made me to pick up that obiviously living bee i dont know.But since them ive been quite fund of them,never afraid again.I also grow a garden to welcome them in with my sunflowers.Since its hardwork keeping up with a garden in the middle of this heated country of 40 degrees(dubai),ive lost about enough to make me a size 8)
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