The morning sun rose
Over the trees on the hillside
And a new day's light
Shone so bright
Through a thousand drops
From the rain last night
'Cross that sea of stars, from left to right
A single bee, caught gold in flight
And as I, like caught in reverie
Was glorying in that radiant bee
Out of that bug's tiny ass
Came a spray of bee poop frass
Which glowed illumined by the sun
Fell fulgent bronze and then was gone
I laughed, how wondrous and absurd
The sun, the light, the bee, the turd
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