Queen Bee Poems - Poems about Queen Bee

What an intelligent queen bee it is !, Your lifecycle makes everyone griping, ...

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i am a dog mom recliner full of wet dog queen bee of the pack...

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Queen bee had twin girls, one and two. Who would succeed her? Who would do? Other bees made suggestions, but they were silly. Don’t be ignorant queenie said. Her name was Milly. Maybe one could join another hive, one suggested. Milly gave him a look that should have had her arrested. But she is queen bee, and this is her right. The...

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Characters: Narrator, Queen Bee & Worker Bee. Setting: Inside a bustling beehive, buzzing with activity. The Queen Bee inspects the honeycomb. Narrator: Deep in the hive, a kingdom thrives, Golden walls and buzzing lives. The Queen Bee reigns, with a watchful eye, Her workers toil, beneath the sky. (Queen Bee flutters her wings, surveying the hive) Queen Bee: Busy bees, your wings a-thrum, Pollen...

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Here's what I am going and willing to do Make a pinky promise and swear an oath unto both me and to you Then spend the rest of every second of my entire life Trying my level best to make you laugh Because if have nothing else or lesser gift I have to offer this world...

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With her queenly ego, she said, "My name is now Princess". And so they complied ~ a loyal crew, whom by her words were led. Then one day, she chose to change, and took the name of "Mrs." She had a crown she did not know, the brain within her head....

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a soft humming sound filled the kitchen with pure good workers were bringing in their loot in the middle of the hood their offspring were learning to be sharers, not takers the pot was filling up nicely with honeycomb by ardent makers the queen sat on her throne, listening to the humming drones she loved this feeling of superiority, as...

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What makes you the queen? The bee gave me a look kind of mean. She makes two thousand eggs a day said a drone. Added a worker bee, she sits on the hive’s throne. She is haughty and stuck up and lives her groove. Queens like her have an arrogant reputation to prove. I knew then that I was lost in...

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Floral woman daily adorned with flowers of all types Her hybrid lilies and orchard caused comments and hypes. She wandered through the bee field, enticing the worker bees They located her fragrant pollens, which took them to their knees. You are the real queen bee, one of the worker bees told her. She smiled, but did not acknowledge it, acting...

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Our spirit is the sole queen Queen of the body’s hive as seen Without her, all would be anarchy Oh Queen, mercifully guide me If she falls over and tumbles The hive falls too as it rumbles Both plunge to the dirt of the tree Oh Queen, mercifully guide me If she is sound and...

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My Queen Bee I have a castle of love for u, Build with countless pride. Sweet, glorious, Drops of beautiful, Pansy, julie shining bright. I can work all day night, Just remain by my side. You are My Queen, Lovely my Queen, Ruling entire tribe. Your eyes melts me Touch blends me Sleeking, To next high. My...

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Sailing in the air as a worker with no name Trailing the air to find liquid gold that sun and earth did birth Prevailing and seeing gold guarded by bright coloured cushions all the same Unfailing is the emerald pillar that has this bed sit above the earth Unfailing, I go back to the home...

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Queen Bee Buzz, buzz, buzz... Great Queen, I hear your song. Making honey with your workers... all night long. Sweet nectar of the forest, sweet liquid sugar of life, teased away from the flowers, one soft petal at a time. Ever their grip tight, upon the gift of the maker, the honey, the golden reward, of...

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Fee Bee is the Queen of the Hive With drones to make her feel alive She eats royal jelly To fill up her belly So the Hive will survive and thrive...

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Her calm fettered visage reveals nothing She is as stoic as any sentry I imagine she is secretly hypervigilant However, she is unyielding A plethora of pernicious bats Might have trouble dampening this queen. She probably enjoyed stinging the others to death I watch her traverse the honey comb highway In an ethereal, astral state, I watch her movements. She is larger...

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