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Always Remember
How he loves to taunt and
play with your mind
wrangling plausibility
in such away
you even had to ask;
he’s totally mordacious
so slick and smooth of tongue
a gas-lighter of old,
but always remember
what goes around comes around,
and though this social bee is
buzzing with glee,
always
after the sting,
the bee dies.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
Beautifully penned, love your poem. Thanks sir for sharing.
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Thank you Francis.
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Most welcome
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sadly there are far too many game players 😦
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Some have orange hair.
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I used to have .. he’s tainted it forever more!
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You’re a stayer he’s a flash in the pan.
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a grimy sleazy crazy man …
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Sphincter comes to mind, and a lot of Grey’s anatomy really 🙂
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So apt. Too many game players. But good to remember that the bee dies
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Yes, the bee dies, which is a great metaphor for change rather than just actual death. Thank you .
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Beautiful composition!
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Thank you Richa, really appreciate your thoughts.
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Gorgeous. And ‘mordacious’ – will be seeking an opportunity to use…
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Yes, it’s great fun bending words, and thank you.
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Wish it would happen to one stinging self proclaimed King Bee.
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Well I think it will in some way or another, just takes too long though. Thank you for reading.
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Great poem – love the ending
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Thank you so much for that.
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I love it!
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Thank You Janet 🙂
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Loved this poem!
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Thank you so much Ananya.
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Great! The last two line are really exquisite. 😉 Best wishes, MIchael
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Very kind, thank you for those encouraging words.
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:-)) You too Paul!
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Great poem. I love – Remember what goes around comes around…after the sting, the bee dies. So much meaning in so few words. Wonderful!
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Thank you so much Jerry.
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You’ve met my father, I see, although he is more wasp than bee, continues to sting…or did…
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Love it 🤣👍
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Many thanks
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How uncanny! I got stung by a wasp on this day, literally! I shall now reflect on it metaphorically! 🙂
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