It's the Bees

It's the bees that makes us normal. It's the bees that make things right. It's the bees that makes the honey, we eat on Saturday night. It's the honey cone I love to eat and lick, when the bees are not aound. For they will sting you awful, if they catch you near their grounds.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Allison Avatar
November 15, 2017 at 5:12 PM
I adore the taste of honey Marilyn and enjoyed your cute rhyme and wise advice about keeping away from the bees:-) hugs jan xx
Williams Avatar
November 15, 2017 at 5:22 PM
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