Oh, I say, you have a visitor, he is stripy I can see
How kind of you to be so sweet for that little bee
I suppose with summer ending, choices now are few
It’s very sweet he stopped to sup upon a girl like you
Tag: bees
Choose Me
The flowers are rejoicing, a bee has sauntered by.
They dance, they sing, hold heads aloft, up to the smiling sky.
The bee is quite oblivious, to the happiness he caused.
He spotted a bright flower and thought he’d take a pause.
So he takes his fill and wonders on, through the flowers bright.
They hope he will return again before they close tonight.
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