Tweedle Bee Whines
Tweedle the teensy bee was being hauled along with a bunch of stuff.
He thought he was an afterthought, and said to everyone “sure enough”.
Mama had her grip on bags of junk, and he was the end of the line.
She rolled her eyes at his protests, a bee who knew how to whine.
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