Darwin Henry Beuning
A Worker Bee - Poem by Darwin Henry Beuning
You are expected to be
All things to all people
The Powers that be state:
'We are going to do this and we are going to do that'
My response to that,
'Is there a mouse in your pocket'
Because it is not we
It is me
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