Sweet Honey

'Good Morning hairy bumble bee Have you stopped by to talk with me? You seem to be in a frantic rush Humming and buzzing from bush to bush. A little bird told me the story At the end of summer you must die, I will miss your yellow striped body Humming and buzzing and drifting by. But please, don't ever try to sting me. Because if you do, you'll surely die And I would be so full of sorrow... So bumble bee, don't even try! Just peacefully collect the nectar From your favourite summer flower And I will live in gratitude As your seet honey I devour.'