"I'm bringing home a baby bumble bee...
Won't my mommy be so proud of me.."
Thoughts like bumble bees are hard to catch
To bring them to my mother
Well, it'd be a feat.
To hold their buzzing bodies
Without being stung.
An impossibility.
I stumble as I fumble
with the little creature
So small and yet so much pain.
"Ouch, it stung me.
I'm squishing up a baby bumble bee
won't my mommy be so proud of me."
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