Bees buzzing wildly, and oh what a sight,
Every hive feels magic, like day turns to night.
Eager to dance with his sweet honey crew,
Kaleidoscopic visions in shades of bright blue.
Even the flowers are giggling, it seems,
Pollen's a party, the keeper’s in dreams!
Energized by nectar, or maybe the ganj?
Reality twists, where bees leap and prance!
Rushing to harvest, he’s swinging his net,
Oops, that was a bear—who knew they could get set?
Happy as can be, till the hive starts to hum,
And he realizes he’s caught in a drum.
Hives turn to honeycomb castles of glee,
Beekeeper high-fives, “I’m the king of the bees!”
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