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Mc1r Mutation Station 3: One With the Bees

When I stand in the woods amidst the trees My vibrant head ablaze with copper red They come to me, I am one with the bees Circled by buzzing right down to my knees Here for my genes not ones made of thread When I stand in the woods amidst the trees Bursting with self produced vitamin D's Thinking perhaps I am flower instead They come to me, I am one with the bees In the grace if the forests wistful breeze I bumble along to where they've been led When I stand in the woods amidst the trees Slowly I crouch down to leaves where I freeze Striped black and yellow, I'm still in their stead They come to me, I am one with the bees Truly no times more uplifting than these Drawn to strand petals atop my red head When I stand in the woods amidst the trees They come to me, I am one with the bees I read bees are attracted to redheads, possibly think they are a flower. A nice thought...

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Date: 4/12/2023 10:28:00 PM
Love the gentleness of this idea - well done in the poetic form
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