Look there
said I upon the hive
where queen
bee rules and reigns
directs the
minions in her path
producing
honey gain
For none
instruct her witted marks
she goes
where she doth want
and plans
ahead for distant stalk
and none
impede her walk
She doth not
care for other's need
for her's be
all condone
what she says
best for all the rest
all varied
leave alone
And yield her
power never thought
her
overseeing rules
while mocking
them of knowledge more
and grading
her as cruel
What drives
this queen but wicked norm
though
cloaked in loving dress
while
governing her lowly ones
and dangling
all the press
So drive wilt
thou O' evil queen
make plans
with all thy lies
who soon to
be before the judge
that rules
when thou hast died
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