Poem 160:

The Bee

My Little Friend

——————–

Little bumblebee
stumbling around
or so I see
a delightful pest
pollinating flowers
& their nest

but tiny bumblebee
I would so appreciate
if you would not mess with me
for I’ll swat you if you do
and then you’ll see

Ouch. Guess that shows
who owns the crown
said the little bumblebee

——————–

Package up that bee
for a garden she shall grow
stumbling around, making
such a frightful sound

but still
won’t you please move along,
little bumblebee.

Ouch… :-)

——-
(Friday morning smiles. just for fun)

© 2013 by James Spruell All rights reserved

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