Avery Avery! ! Poem by Tinnie Moe

How can they wish for something more
to fraily knock at their withered cabin?

So much fools envy what it looks to be
A queen of hearts, a fluttering honeybee

That fraily landed on a ship in the midst of their sea

But once they think they'll grasp
my warm and risen whisteling breath
they'll soon stumble on a horrified death...

My warmth, my pounding blood and beating flesh
Nothing more then in their eyes
a stingingly wasp

And then they'll want to murder me
slay me down ragingly
send me on the plank unwinged
for how could something so sweetly
turn out to be the enemy
of the nurturing golden honeybee?

might I not sting their ship afloath?


Yet whether I appear to be a wasp or a bee
at sea
I don't flourish
I need blossoms at shore

or I'll harvest none

I'll die if I'll be
one of the crew
or the captain's solely

Now put me in vessels
and send me all gone!