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Summer's here in all it's depression Bound to make an impression Pretty little leaves fall and weave into a pattern, so naive Marigolds of black and yellow Stopping to say hello Old flames anew, the myriad of youth debuts, shimmering hue Here they come to make it right In this garden of delights Colourful and young among a palette of sweet songs to be sung Flowers assemble into a crown Laughter rings all around Eyes trace the rise of the wind, graceful and calm, as she flies The innocence that went away Has come back to play Upon sunbeams, it seems they have flown right out of our dreams Nature calls, ornate splendor To it we surrender Sunny craze lost in a haze, spurred out of celibacy, mellow laze Nature has something to say Sun has a brand new day Laid back with ease, all that it sees it gives new life, honey bees
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Jun 29, 2019
Jun 29, 2019 at 3:33 AM UTC
english_jam_darling
Honey Bees
Summer's here in all it's depression Bound to make an impression Pretty little leaves fall and weave into a pattern, so naive Marigolds of black and yellow Stopping to say hello Old flames anew, the myriad of youth debuts, shimmering hue Here they come to make it right In this garden of delights Colourful and young among a palette of sweet songs to be sung Flowers assemble into a crown Laughter rings all around Eyes trace the rise of the wind, graceful and calm, as she flies The innocence that went away Has come back to play Upon sunbeams, it seems they have flown right out of our dreams Nature calls, ornate splendor To it we surrender Sunny craze lost in a haze, spurred out of celibacy, mellow laze Nature has something to say Sun has a brand new day Laid back with ease, all that it sees it gives new life, honey bees
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A beloved nugget of stripes In patterns of mishap and balderdash Feigned frameworks and gaudy hips & knees Overpowered sugar pops, winsome hard cash They're blondes and fairly vivid, too Daffodils, Butterscotch, Tuscan sun, and Flaxen yellow No blackheart is pale nor blue Just a poor Biscotti hue Nobody's bonafide, they're just showing off the mellow Their words are such sharp needles It burns, it stings, it maims, and it breaks Narrowed venoms kindled Maneuver you in a splendor Kaleidoscope effects I shrieked, "save the bees!", For they are in a fathomless pit of catastrophe Flutter thy pellucid wings over the sly seas Flummoxed between the avocation and the trickery I aimed, they dodged Straightforward to the flames and a scant of birch trees Overdosed in farcical prescriptions, Engulfed with many bad decisions, They hushed me down but in my mind, I would still be yelling, "Save the bees! Save the bees!" Women are indeed virtuous Yet, how come some of them became Bumblebees? Floret power, sweet & sour An infrequent version of wannabes No matter how I try and aid, It would be cheap and phooey Only savvy kinsfolk will exploit or capitalize These honey-bees will still strive for the polished trophies
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May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 6:45 AM UTC
feathernoises
"Save The Bees"
A beloved nugget of stripes In patterns of mishap and balderdash Feigned frameworks and gaudy hips & knees Overpowered sugar pops, winsome hard cash They're blondes and fairly vivid, too Daffodils, Butterscotch, Tuscan sun, and Flaxen yellow No blackheart is pale nor blue Just a poor Biscotti hue Nobody's bonafide, they're just showing off the mellow Their words are such sharp needles It burns, it stings, it maims, and it breaks Narrowed venoms kindled Maneuver you in a splendor Kaleidoscope effects I shrieked, "save the bees!", For they are in a fathomless pit of catastrophe Flutter thy pellucid wings over the sly seas Flummoxed between the avocation and the trickery I aimed, they dodged Straightforward to the flames and a scant of birch trees Overdosed in farcical prescriptions, Engulfed with many bad decisions, They hushed me down but in my mind, I would still be yelling, "Save the bees! Save the bees!" Women are indeed virtuous Yet, how come some of them became Bumblebees? Floret power, sweet & sour An infrequent version of wannabes No matter how I try and aid, It would be cheap and phooey Only savvy kinsfolk will exploit or capitalize These honey-bees will still strive for the polished trophies
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