The Lovely Loyal Working Bees
Migrant bees swarming to the flowers
Passing through the beam of sunrays
The best ones are meeting the rain
The feared ones hiding the round petals
So tired for the whole day working
Gathering nectar for the seers and queen
This is the responsibility of a lowly worker
Working his butt out for love and loyalty
The beehives must content abundant honey
For the existence of nature and humanity.
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