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McCrary. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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The orange bee did not fancy her
So, flamboyant, she departed.
But the yellow bee toured the hearth
Until the birth of dusk.
And then, with passion like a dirty desire,
She descended, iced, into the hearth.
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