Vases divulge the roots unveiled--
The spines and thorns go for sale--
To retell retails unwritten
For sweetness and all unbitten;
Folly keeps the bee afar,
The pollen present, doors ajar,
Almost as if a wing is too weak
To reach an unforbidden leaf.
If, at all, now endures
An alumnae of the bee allures.
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Awww...musty! i have the original copy of this poem right here with me... i can sell it on ebay! i've got to say.. that im going to need a little...more like a lot... of explanation... christie is sitting here and she read it too, and we agree... EXPLAIN!
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