So I had a bumblebee - a very cute one in fact - sit on my hand as I was waiting for my bus one fine sunny morn. And I realized, how wrong I had been about the black and yellow buzzer. It sat on my hand quietly, and then flew off after realizing that I was not a flower - perhaps it had been attracted by my hand cream.
Here goes...an Ode to the Bumblebee (apologies for the cheesy-ness of the verse)
Oh humble Bumblebee
Most misunderstood and misconstrued
Pollinator of flowers
Tormentor of lil kids
Sit on my hand this fine morn
And do not buzz away
horrible...yes I know...you get the point though
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