flowers whose sweetness<\/p>\n
Is contained<\/p>\n
an innocence that doth begin<\/p>\n
the Bunble Bee comes closer to<\/p>\n
an ardent admirer in a spin<\/p>\n
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round and a round<\/p>\n
his wings afire<\/p>\n
such dutifulness<\/p>\n
he may never tire<\/p>\n
collecting the nectar<\/p>\n
unworldly one<\/p>\n
spiritually, \u00a0feeling the sun<\/p>\n
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a revelation to<\/p>\n
all nymphs and elfins<\/p>\n
good and true<\/p>\n
tasting all that honey comb<\/p>\n
doing what they all must do<\/p>\n
honeysuckle<\/p>\n
our reward<\/p>\n
an emolument all can afford.<\/p>\n
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flowers whose sweetness Is contained an innocence that doth begin the Bunble Bee comes closer to an ardent admirer in a spin round and a round his wings afire such dutifulness he may never tire collecting the nectar unworldly … Continue reading