A nonsensical strawberry-flavoured note

Posted on March 28, 2016 by Swor under Poetry

Three from two make eight or five,

Big or small it always lifts,

In life or in death, only for the hive.

Blue and red overshadow the deep purple sea,

Running along or flying far, far away,

Never keeps calm or harm out of way.

Everything’s in the title. Yup.

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