What's that I see?
A Buzzy Bee
Just buzzing round
The apple tree
With buzzy wings
It does Bee things
A humming sound
Perhaps Bees sing?
It catches sight
Of something white
A fragrant rose
Is its delight
For food is found
It buzzes down
With its Bee nose
It hunts around
In flowers fair
There's nectar there
It gulps down lots
Without a care
And then it snacks
On pollen sacs
It gathers spots
On its Bee back
Back to its hive
To where it thrives
Where many Bees
Live busy lives
And worker bees
There make honey
They store it up
For their Bee tea
When Hobbits see
A Buzzy Bee
They hide and say
"Please don't sting me"
But bees that buzz
Don't cause a fuss
They buzz away
And won't sting us!
