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Bickerstaffe

Never angling for a laugh I call myself just 'bickerstaffe;' an English clan devoid of fame, a plain and simple family name. I mused, then through the ages cast in hopes to find a storied past to find my folk had expertise in cultivating honey-bees. I prize my humble pedigree and praise the noble honey-bee for all the sweetness that it brings if I can just avoid those stings!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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Date: 11/16/2008 5:59:00 PM
Dear Keith, what a wonderful poem this is. It is warm and funny and such a clever way to pay homage to your heritage (and honey-bees). You are such a talanted writer. I am honored by your thoughtful (and inspiring)critiques. As always, thank you. Love Robin
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