‘L.O.B.’

‘L.O.B!’

But the bee said nothing to me;

perhaps my speaking out

was perceived as a shout;

and, maybe, I should be

a Bee-Whisperer, me;

then with my morning’s greeting

of, ‘Good morning, Bee.’

the bee, would agree.

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