Honey Merchant – NaPoWriMo 16

Out back,
Stealing-
Honeycomb clumps.
He’s covered in welts
And freshly-made bumps.

He remembers
A tune-
He whistles and sings.
Bees gladly join in-
Harmonizing stings.

He reaches
Further-
Deciding on the rate
He would sell his honey-
While bees parade and celebrate.

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