Mad Bee
I wrote this poem about my first ever encounter with a busy bee ..
A mad bee I did see
A little girl that was me
The bee I wondered if it could understand
So I tickled its belly with a stick and
It looked at me and said
"That's it!'
I turned on my heel and ran like the wind
The mad bee flew after me bent on revenge
I let out a scream and My mad bee flew in
I've never been quite the same since the bee sting
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