Bees And Other Assorted Bugs By Cat Cattington

Sipping on bubbly elderflower

Flies doted around the bench

Beetles finding shelter

Amidst my knotting tress

Ladybugs waddled

Across burnt umbre slats

Searching for a taste

Of steaming sausage plait

Beside me lay an apiary

With not a bee in sight

Unlike other insecta

Bees are so polite.

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