That which could inspire such sweet prose,
secreting the scent of such a sweet, sweet rose.
While any other dream would be,
twice as sweet with honey.
Might honey not come from bees,
And I would sign my affidavit,
so sweetly, suavely, sagely,
in my finest calligraphy.
So that the bureau
would have no choice but agree.
But I will give them their honey.
with the bees,
and they will know;
so must they know.