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May 28
In a bowl of vinegar,
I found only one bug:
The gadfly-
Happily drunk.
I treated him to honey
But the taste to him was funny,
And he grew bored
Trying to swim in something so thick.
Slowly, he drank it all in
And was left free to fly again.
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