A Sullen Flower And A Sultry Hornet Poem by nimal dunuhinga
A Sullen Flower And A Sultry Hornet
From a summit a handsome Hornet flies down to a garden and he hears a cryptic cry of a dainty wild Buttercup.
'I am sorry that I am not a virgin anymore' flower nagged.
'It doesn't make any difference to a Flirtatious who prefers a variety of flavor? ' replied the honest hornet.
The old Chauvinist gardener who repents?
'What is the use of searching a virgin flower in the summer while the mischievous hornets flutter? '
Dear Nimal A lovely, gracious and wise poem....sweetly dancing on wings of mirthful reality Love, D.
Ha ha my friend, what a great write! ! Great capture about the birds and the... well at least the bees! Keep them coming! My best to you, Lee
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4/26/2024 11:13:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
very provocative. Write on, Nimal. Regards, Sandra