Honeybee
by Paul Richard Moe
Honeybee
Wanna be your honeybee
and you don't wanna talk to me
Can I get some grits?
Can I get some greens?
Can I get some soap to wash my jeans?
Earth and moon like stepping stones!
Shackles broken, spirits fly free
and you don't need this honey bee
homeless poet
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