Dr John Celes
From dawn to dusk, we toil so hard,
And flit from flow’r to flow’r, gathering nectar;
Men steal the honey to make big money;
There’s hardly any left in the hive!
At break of dawn, we scour the earth,
As sun’s rays show new flowery birth;
And in the process, we pollinate flowers,
Carrying the pollen on our hairy legs!
Yet, men aren’t content, with our job unpaid;
But destroy hives, for honey and wax!
We build our hives indeed quite high,
So that we see the flowery smiles at day-break;
But men have built micro-wave towers,
Impairing our quest for flowery nectar!
We work for hours, without much rest,
And keep our race alive in our base;
But man destroys our hives with ease,
For honey and the paraffin-wax!
God made the bees most naturally;
Men ruin earth’s ecology;
With lesser food, both man and bee
Will starve to death!
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