Buzzing the Tower

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