Corrupted theft.
Greed and perfected incompetence.
Envy, jealousy and wicked deeds.
Seldom does not leave,
A manufactured practice of dishonesty...
Without failure ultimately to face it.
Publicly.
To tolerate no more,
The indecency of negligence.
And the absence of common sense!
Coming to the ones stunned.
With an embarrassment of a stinging done.
Inside the nest,
Where loyal busy bees...
Prepare their best with effectiveness,
To cleanse the hive.
Of the poisoning taste of tainted honey.
Many missed and knew what to do,
Just how to restore once more.
What was missed to get back to savor!
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