I found a bee
it danced at me.
I understood
every bee word.
It told me of
a clover patch -
the biggest,
sweetest
in the world.
And I ran off
in beeline charge.
Over hill, and left
by tree - and there
it was! As advertised.
I stood there wondering
hey, who was that bee?
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