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There once was a tower made of flower 
It stood in the village showing power 
Until one day 
It was invaded one would say 
By a buzz looking for a quick pay day
Going from one bud to another 
Pollen was picked up taunting the Governor 
“Where are you going with our seeds,” the Governor said holding the deed 
“I need to feed, my fellow bees!” was the response from the buzz doing the taunts 
Quickly the buzz made the escape while the Governor filmed it all on security tape 
“Watch you little buzz with the fuzz,” the Governor screamed knowing who it was 
“Those flying critters who are not bitter take our Flower Tower Pollen back to their wives so the workers can stay alive,” the villagers replied knowing something good could come out of this hive. 
“They have nutrients abundance that is ever so sweet this could turn into a lovely treat,” they continued to explain to the Governor who at first complained 
When the Governor finished meeting with the people inside the colorful garden steeple 
They decided to confront the steeling of seeds by the neighboring community of bees 
For months they watched and learn 
Staying vigilant and firm 
Using an investigative scent to discover where the missing pollen went 
Results were the bees had plenty of honey and the villagers were budgeted since they had money 
They came together to strike a deal and add real honey to their breakfast meal 
After everything was decided and everyone signed it 
An agreement that stated the flower provided the seeds 
Satisfying the bee’s needs
Then the honey was made
And the villagers fulfilled the contract that they made 
By bringing the honey home after they paid  
Making a peaceful cycle when all the red tape was done  
Resulting in an extra loving factor on the picnic table under the sun
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