The Busy Bee She Is
The busy bee she is… her wild and curly hair.
It flows as she runs, getting into mischief.
The busy bee she is… her wide smile flashes as she laughs.
It is like music to my ears.
The busy bee she is… her eyes glowing with happiness.
How shiny they get when she sees what she wants.
The busy bee she is…
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