Beeing Of Service - Poem by Ima Ryma
Call me a competitive plant,
Out to beat other plants around,
Cuz bee biz can get very scant
Without some lure to keep them bound
To wanting to again return
To where I serve them up so sweet.
But also for a hit, bees yearn
A bit of bitter, but a treat.
And bees throughout the neighborhood
Do spread the news to visit me,
Making my pollen sale so good.
I'm smelling pretty as can bee!
I get the more bee biz beecuz
Caffeine does give the bees a buzz.
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