Mercy Bee

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Mercy Bee   The sweetness of love, its ambrosia taste Loyal and kind with poise and grace.   But don't be fooled by the gleaming smile, jaws snap shut like a crocodile.   Once it bites and teeth sink in, the green light is given for insanity to win.   Helpless and blinded by sirens light, removing all sense from hearing and sight.   Reduced to a bee banging the glass, unable to reason why it can’t pass.   But sadly, with time frustration sets in, so it raises its sting like a poison pin, stabbing deep, trying to get free.   Oh, how I feel for that poor little bee...    

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