Spring

Spring will bring nesting birds

Whose younglings beg for regurgitated worms;

I once begged for something very different
But got chunder nonetheless.
Spring will bring bumbling bees
Building hives dripping with sickeningly sweet honey;
You once whispered sweet nothings in my ear
But that was eons ago in another life.
The birds and the bees are often misquoted and misunderstood
By bards, poets, and well-meaning parentals on prom night.
I’m misunderstood and misquoted by old lovers and new friends–
I feel for the birds and the bees.

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