Bees are Black, with Gilt Surcingles
Bees are Black, with Gilt Surcingles
Buccaneers of Buzz.
Ride abroad in ostentation
And subsist on Fuzz.
Fuzz ordained not Fuzz contingent
Marrows of the Hill.
Jugs a Universe’s fracture
Could not jar or spill.





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