John Kenyon

(1784-1856 / Jamaica)

Attica Mella - Poem by John Kenyon

The bees, Sir, wont sting you; then why this ado?
And for honey—they'll never make honey of you—
They're too wise to select such a flavourless fellow;
At least—if intent upon Attica mella.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 12, 2010

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