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The Bee

.... ... it is no lie a bee is a bee with no solemn cry.... with a powerful stride it has life to live With beautiful wings to beat it shows no mercy to anything that bothers it, for it is a lion and we are its prey so never forget the bee because of its little body it is strong and so fast to sting what it already has stung

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 8/2/2009 4:03:00 AM
Beautiful little creatures they, especially the honey bee>>James
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Date: 4/8/2009 8:02:00 PM
Amen to that, Faire. Once without thinking, I reached to brush what I thought was a leaf from my hand. Buzzzz, Sting! How wrong could I bee!
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Date: 4/8/2009 5:35:00 PM
I like this - well done..
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