A Monotetra
You may see a fluttering bee,
in the forest, or on a leaf,
of some sweet and gummy tree;
leave him be, leave him be.
Perhaps he’ll hum around a flower,
in some green and mossy bower;
that little bee has oh, such power;
leave him be, leave him be.
He may alight upon a clover,
on the nose of your dog, Rover,
truly...
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