Black and yellow bands
Urgent task at hand
Meets a flower's face
Buzzing at fast pace
Lingers for a sip
Eager nectar trip
Barters pollen grains
Every flower gains
Every child learns
Stings resemble burns
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Lyrical Porch II
PoetryCome sit on my porch, When you're feeling scorched, Come put up your feet, Read a tranquil treat ....
