Buzzle the Bee
NOT FOR KIDS TO READ. This is a story which I had quite fun to write. It is supposed to rhyme, hope it does. Inspired by "Andy Griffiths". You know where I got the name for the story. Please comment to make it better.
Hello there I am Buzzle the bee. I love my nectar, I love its sweet.
Who's that lovely bumble bee I see, right ahead looking straight at me?
Oh no it's not a lovely bee, but my friend Ron who is staring at me.
I say hi, he says hi, now we're done I should run run run.
Sucking nectar is what I do, but I want a wife, I want her soon.
I know, I'll go and ask the queen, maybe she will have someone for me.
Look at me, I'm flying so fast, look at me, at my cuirass.
I've never been so happy before, it's been three days when I was born.
"Hi queen." I say, she just stares at me.
I know what I'll do, I'll get a gift for her.
Off I run, looking for food, I see royal honey, a bucket load full.
This will be great, this will be good, she has no reason to talk to a fool.
"This is for you." I say to the queen, now she's doing something different.
She picks me up and holds me tight, this is not good, this is not right.
"Please don't kill me!" I beg and shout, but nothing seems to be coming out.
Then I faint, I can't see I thing, then I wake up, what did I see?
I was lying next to queen bumble bee.
It seems that my dream did find me.
Perhaps after all, I'm not a foolish bee.
Who's that lovely bumble bee I see, right ahead looking straight at me?
Oh no it's not a lovely bee, but my friend Ron who is staring at me.
I say hi, he says hi, now we're done I should run run run.
Sucking nectar is what I do, but I want a wife, I want her soon.
I know, I'll go and ask the queen, maybe she will have someone for me.
Look at me, I'm flying so fast, look at me, at my cuirass.
I've never been so happy before, it's been three days when I was born.
"Hi queen." I say, she just stares at me.
I know what I'll do, I'll get a gift for her.
Off I run, looking for food, I see royal honey, a bucket load full.
This will be great, this will be good, she has no reason to talk to a fool.
"This is for you." I say to the queen, now she's doing something different.
She picks me up and holds me tight, this is not good, this is not right.
"Please don't kill me!" I beg and shout, but nothing seems to be coming out.
Then I faint, I can't see I thing, then I wake up, what did I see?
I was lying next to queen bumble bee.
It seems that my dream did find me.
Perhaps after all, I'm not a foolish bee.
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