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Let me tell you the story
Of a pomegranate flower and a honey bee
The honey bee was flying by
The bloom had flowered recently
It could not resist the pretty orange
And it the buzzing bee
The Bee
Written by Meg Zell
Once upon a bright summer day, the heated breeze made green trees sway
the cutest thing
is when we walk through a garden
and the bees harmoniously hover around you
miataking you for a flower
oh silly bee, oh silly me
i too make the same mistake
Kira
Two waves in the sea Two branches of the tree Two wings of the bee These are you and me In everywhere I go I keep your love to gr
Queen Daisy of the third district honeycomb
sits upon her throne of amber studded sap,
twiddling her thumbs and keeping her
five beady eyes fixed on the slaves in her factory.
Everyone has jobs to do,
Lazily humming, bumbling from flower to flower.
A little here, a little there,
Helpful little worker bees
Collecting nectar for the hive.
Tiny fuzzy bodies landing gently on soft petals
It’s raining today. I don’t know if I’m captivated or displeased. I’m feeling dim. It’s not the kind of sadness people feel when they can’t orgasm. Actually I find that quite absurd. I nibbled a muffin this morning.
Where I began at the beginning of a year
Was a patch of grass
And a heart of fear
A bee I once knew
but not all that well.
How peaceful a bee
hardly has any worries
flys around town
up and down
it flies so elegantly
among the trees
See the birds and things
fly high in the sky
how peaceful they fly
There’s a Lily slowly growing,
At first she didn’t know what she was...
She thought she was born to be a Rose.
The Lily was wrong,
She was always told, that she was a Rose...,
Because I was a bee and not a butterfly,
I was born without colorful wings that they had,
I have very dull wings that no one notices
Why aren't my wings not as beautiful as their wings?
I am me and you are you.
We come from the same
flesh and blood but we
couldn't be anymore
Different.
You are the bee. Always
buzzing here and there,
taking your orders and
If I could change one aspect of me,
It would certainly be to be free.
I sprout some big wings,
Get shoes with some springs,
And take to the air like a bee.
For my loving heart began to open just as the petals
Awaiting for a bee to come and find me
Alas, the buzzing ceased but a
lonely caterpillar came to thee
How come everything
seems to be turning around
but all I see is your pain in the crowd
no peek of sunlight coming down
feeling like a bee in the rain
could you find my heart
