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Winsome bee at my bloom, writhing and splaying, he gathes my perfumes, He stayed and he waited, I gave him my heed, Oh winsome bee, you are my doom.
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Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 12:33 PM UTC
The Bee
Winsome bee at my bloom, writhing and splaying, he gathes my perfumes, He stayed and he waited, I gave him my heed, Oh winsome bee, you are my doom.
joseph-hart
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Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 12:33 PM UTC
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