55 Flash Fiction Friday

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If you want some of my honey

won’t you bring some nectar home?

You’re spreadin' all the pollen
on the brightest blossoms,
sniffin at something I can't see
like a dog below a magnolia tree.

I know where mine's growin’
in the flowers of my garden.
I hear you buzzin near,
and I wonder why you’re here?


Write a story or poem in exactly 55 words, let Mr Knowitall know (listed on my blog)