Bees Knees Poems - Poems about Bees Knees

I was young, you were born Just a little thing, six pounds Well things changed quickly Full of life and enormous energy You grew up and took flight You are the bees' knees! ...

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oh for the bees knees a humdinger if you please bliss bomb lollipop...

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Bees Knees In the trees, bugs that hum and sing. Can you believe that? What a crazy thing? (bugs) Some hop and jump, others just fly. Bees… sing, what a special, special thing! Humming songs to the flowers, all over the world, singing words unheard, except by the very young, and the very old. Without them this...

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Do you think that a flying insects leg joints are the bees knees? if 3 people have sex its a threesome.if 2 people have sex its a twosome is that why some men are described as handsome? If at first you dont succeed maybe give up russian roulette. I decided this weekend to move just enough so that...

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The Bees Knees She was the buzz between the feathery blossom The flutter midst buds and petals in cloak of fur Rapturously delving the gene laden pollen To trap the powdery wonder upon her hairy legs And transfer to elsewhere blooms of Summer Reveling in its dizzying smells and peaceful hue Nectar sated in this golden seasonal time She must return to...

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Bees Knees I've always heard are good It would take a lot to make a mess How you would fix them I'm not sure Maybe Bees Knees and Gravy I guess...

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You’re the bee’s knees between my knees. Sweet as nectar, Tart like blood. A wolf in sheep’s clothing Shopping for sheep, Shopping for mercy, Shopping for me. To the naked eye You’re just fine But to the naked touch Your skins too rough. Your eyes too beady. You’ve lost your touch. The lone wolf in sheep’s clothing Losing his meaning....

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I’LL ORDER THE BEE’S KNEES IF YOU PLEASE “oh man, really, wake up please” There are women who will drive you to your knees You can see it in their eyes they think they can control the sun S**t, If I summon a lady to do something, believe this baby, it gets done Weakness to me is a...

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Humble,bumble bee One season's life,fly free Working the summer scene Unless crowned,as May Queen Sometime cousin cuckoo,comes to stay Her offspring eggs to lay A nursemaid,then,Spring to Fall 'Til Winter's death knell,calls...

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