i was born in the arms of bumblebees
flying around for honey, ever so sweet.
from flower to flower, i buzzed and i beeped,
searching for the flower that made my wings tingle
days went by,and the flowers became duller,
i was starting to believe all the beautiful flowers left this world for somewhere funner.
then one day i decided to fly far away, away from my home,and my fellow bee mates
and then i found her, that beautiful flower.
the pollin i got from her, by golly it made me shiver.
i found my home. the one flower i wanted all my honey to come from.
-- to be continuted.
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