The honey I gather at noon,
I spread on my bread with a spoon.
I haven’t a knife.
Besides, it’s my life,
Not yours, so don’t judge me, you loon!
Limerick © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Honey/Bee”
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