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Love Is In The Air. - Poem by poppy miller

(Or, more aptly named, The Mile High Club.)

I see fun in the air for a little queen bee,
Buzzing around in an airy zone;
Looping the loop incessantly,
With her gleeful new found drone.
A thrilling climax so expertly sewn
To pair in the air; oh how distinctly rare!
With ne'er a flinch at the gossips tone,
Let them watch and join in if they dare!
It's the way of the breeding don't you know;
In the air that is free for all,
But how many can say they've encountered this way?
Not many I fear, if at all.

Topic(s) of this poem: fun

Comments about Love Is In The Air. by poppy miller

  • (1/16/2016 2:20:00 PM)

    that would be exciting experience. (Report) Reply

    Poppy Miller (1/16/2016 2:39:00 PM)

    Aha. Thankyou Manonton

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 16, 2016

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