The Box.
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Tom Allport
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I ordered a bee box
The box is locked
It is dangerous
I put my eye to the grid
Because the bees
May blameless hum
How can I let them out
I lay my ear
To furious Latin
I wonder how hungry they are
Unafraid may lift a look
They might ignore me
So need not intrude
The box.
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