A Poem: Birds & Bees

There weren’t just one, nor two, but three
Sexy little birds in the nesting tree.
“Three is a crowd” they said to me.
But I don’t speak bird so I let them be.
Along came a swarm of kinky bees
Buzzing along in service to the queen.
What happened next still amazes me
The birds and bees sat in that tree
K.I.S.S.I.N.G.

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