The Mosquito And The Bee Poem by Vidya Pandarinath

Whining from across a slum,
A large mosquito had a day out;
As he neared a private garden
He chose to sit upon a large leaf;
Seeing a busy bee kissing a flower,
Envious he said: ' Look you hey !
' I can fly and suck blood,
' Move about and carry things dreaded most;
' Darkness and shadow are my accomplice
' I scare them all like a war - plane! '
The buzzing bee stopped his suck
And blurted out : ' Hey you little devil!
' Your flight is short and bound;
' Light and breeze are your fierce foes
' I live with my swarm, and alone
' I am not chased out, but sought
' What I produce is sweet and choice
' Everything dear is but compared to it!
' And, remember I am better shaped and coloured
' Why take pride in being such, then? '
As he was about to land on the leaf
A mistaken chameleon, closely rolled out
His long tongue and took in both
And closed his wicked eyes;
The Cunning Statesman overlooking his casement
Laughed dryly and muttered: ' I like it '!
' He is like me, unknown and indeed smart '!