The Birds And The Bees
One afternoon in the Summertime,
Locked in traffic, for quite sometime.
With their older sister, our twins,
Put their Mom on needles and pins.
With their mother, so close and near,
They asked, "How do babies get here?"
A simple quest, by these girls of five,
Not knowing, they stirred up a bee hive.
A deep breath, their Mother did take.