People do not always 'mirror' the imagine that their name conjures.
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B nice,
b still,
b warned,
busy as bees …
Paul and Nate!
Ever good, sweet,
both have a date
with Stella, Kate.

B nice,
b still,
b warned,
the girls’ dad yelled,
“Don’t pollinate
my girls’ or I’ll
swat you!” Irate
knew they’d be late.

B nice,
b still,
b warned,
they honey-combed
the girls laid eggs.
“Not Paul or Nate’s—
probably Greg’s
or his pal, Craig’s."

B nice,
b still,
b warned,
Dad, in a buzz,
caught Paul and Nate.
“Once you mate, sigh,
and congregate
on the Queen’s plate!”

B nice,
b still,
b warned,

well

the Queen ate!