Bees do whatever they please
Going in and out the hive
They don't need any keys.
Bees will stay in a wooden one
Or one that hangs from trees
Living in one throughout winter
And still they do not freeze.
They will stay out of the snow
As none of them own skis.
All Bees have five eyes
That is how it really sees.
Even so with all those eyes
There is not a brow to tweeze.
Often Bees are dressed in stripes
But do not work as referees.
Bees go from flower to flower
That is their expertise.
Every day that is their work
And what drones daily reprise.
They dance around in pollen
Up to their little knees.
Making pollen dust fly all about
Floating on a gentle breeze.
But yet I have never heard
A Bee that can actually sneeze.
Bees make honey naturally
Without any college degrees.
Honey is delicious on many foods
But horrible when on cheese.
Honey is a sweet idea
When it is used in teas
It is also an old remedy
If one has a cold and wheeze.
I am not a Bee at all
But I say this with ease.
I LOVE MY 'HONEY' VERY MUCH.
And on this thought I'll seize
When I kiss her tenderly
With a loving little squeeze.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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