Weekly Poems
Bug and Bee
Once there as a little
bug,
Her legs were white and
black.
She had two big orange
wings,
And a spot upon her back.
She liked to eat the long green
grass,
And fly around the trees.
And she was friends with all she
met,
Except the yellow bees.
But one day as she flew
around,
She saw a small bee
crying.
She sat down next to him and
said,
“I’ll help you with your
flying!”
Pretty soon, bee was up in
flight
Saying, “Thank you little
one!”
From that day on, they were best of
friends,
Always having fun.
Once there as a little
bug,
Her legs were white and
black.
She had two big orange
wings,
And a spot upon her back.
She liked to eat the long green
grass,
And fly around the trees.
And she was friends with all she
met,
Except the yellow bees.
But one day as she flew
around,
She saw a small bee
crying.
She sat down next to him and
said,
“I’ll help you with your
flying!”
Pretty soon, bee was up in
flight
Saying, “Thank you little
one!”
From that day on, they were best of
friends,
Always having fun.
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