Wednesday, 29 August 2012

The Bee

Busy bee flying along,
collecting pollen, singing a song
What a lovely feast on that plate
Custard tarts, taste really great
Flying slowly, back to the nest
Wasting time,
in his black and yellow vest
Nearly there, not too far
Then goes splat!
On a windscreen of a car.

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