The tragic love ballet of a bee

I am humming

you see I am a bee

I work for my queen who lives in that tree

I am working

you see I am not free

For if I was I would fly over to thee

But you would not love me

I might sting, so you fear

so you keep me from ever coming to near

I am humming 

you see Im a bee

I wish you would join me up hear in this tree.

-Grace Bice

 

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