Buzzing like a bee, he stumbles through the gate,
Eager to collect the honey, he’s never been late.
Enthralled by the colors of the flowers in bloom,
Keen-eyed for the hives, he’s mistaken a broom!
Ever so dazed, he trips over a rock,
Panic sets in as he starts to talk,
“Are these bees or just drones, is that honey or jam?”
“Why did I think I could work like I’m Sam?”
His veil’s on askew, what a sight to behold,
Everyone laughs as the story unfolds.
Recklessly dancing, he shakes like a pro,
“Bumblebees, join me! Let’s put on a show!”
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