Treasure Island

Mashiur Rahman

(Naogaon Bangladesh)

Honey Bee


Honey bee collect honey
not only flowers, as like flower place.
Honey bee also have to go
dustbin and others dirty drain, place.
We know which staying dirty place
germs, bee, worms, insects, mosquitos
but thay are bearing germs, as so
but honey bee holding honey
which favourite to all
honey bee have also sting
even so we all love
and want to make honey-comb my area.
When bee, mosquito or others come to near
to use insecticide or various protection.
Dear i have to go, good and bad boundaries.

Submitted: Thursday, July 19, 2012
Edited: Friday, July 20, 2012
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