Bees Need to Eat
A swarm of bees attacked my head,
Which then got swollen and turned red.
And as I stood there wondering why,
I tripped on a chair and scuffed my thigh.
I stumbled back up and rose above
The sad little bees afraid of love.
I watched the queen attack a dove,
Put on a glove and gave her a shove.
The queen was mad, so she attacked.
I fell back down and sprained my back,
Which hurt my foot as I spilled my snack.
Now the only meal I have to eat
Becomes bee food under my feet.