Howie the Squirrel

Howie the squirrel ran for the tree's

He ran from the garden away from the bee's

He ran up a tree he headed for home

Attached to his back was a big honey comb

Closer and closer the bee's drew near

Buzzing and buzzing in Howies both ear's

The honeycomb drops and falls from the tree

A lesson well learned don’t steal from a bee
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Wanter Avatar
November 23, 2018 at 6:20 PM
Chris's comment is hilarious. I'm going to say poor, poor Howie. I love squirrels. I'd better - I have so many of them.
Addino Avatar
December 10, 2018 at 9:01 PM
Glad you enjoyed it!
Green Avatar
November 23, 2018 at 3:33 PM
Sounds like old Howie was in a sticky situation, he needs to learn to bee have. :) Nicely done Victoria. This was fun to read.
Addino Avatar
December 10, 2018 at 9:02 PM
LOL thanks
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