Honey I Shrunk the Bees
Bees line up
at the bee line
in the distance
and I see buzz-
ard overhead
at the beeline brink,
at least I won't get stung
So much.
Not by bees...
never by bees.
Maybe by hornets as big as my thumb!
Less bees bugging,
a third less food to share,
nuts, fruit supplies,
seeds no longer
in supply.
Buzzing off is hard.
Infinitesimal dag-nabbits
continuously befall us in
the hope of the honey gold sunset.
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