Pedigree

I never angled for a laugh
for being known as bickerstaffe,
an English clan devoid of fame,
an ordinary family name.

I mused, then through the ages cast
in hopes to find a storied past
and found my folks 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 2012

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Collins Avatar
June 18, 2012 at 8:01 AM
loved your skip to the past so sweet.
Northeast Avatar
June 14, 2012 at 7:27 AM
Oh well done- I really enjoyed this light hearted and amusing tale- very sweet, Bren : )
Veitenheimer Avatar
June 13, 2012 at 9:41 PM
This was super fun and I really enjoyed it thank you sharing this. I loved that you wrote it about your family. ^_^
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