Haves

Gathered by dusk,
Through the morning light,
Bees of many colors;
These bees shaped the world-

Distant planet in the Galaxy,
Sprinkled in a dusty hall,
Shaped by rust,
One will not quiet down.

Is it the waiting and weighing
Of the unspeakable monster,
Great being of fur?
It was hid away!

On the far away planet,
Just around the corner,
The Beast to haves,
Finally is here!

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