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(Children's poem)
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I'd like to sit
still and serenely
But I can't
I'm the Queen Bee.
A Queens work
is never through
there is always
something to do.
I'm laying eggs
and filling cells
and letting out
my secret smells.
I make sure
the hive is clean
and not littered
with perils unseen.
I caught Veroa
the other week
glucoside syrup
fixed me a treat.
But all of this
has its cost,
Oh! How I wish
I was born a wasp.
© Pagan Paul (16/06/16)
Mar 2, 2017
Mar 2, 2017 at 5:40 AM UTC
.
(Children's poem)
.
I'd like to sit
still and serenely
But I can't
I'm the Queen Bee.
A Queens work
is never through
there is always
something to do.
I'm laying eggs
and filling cells
and letting out
my secret smells.
I make sure
the hive is clean
and not littered
with perils unseen.
I caught Veroa
the other week
glucoside syrup
fixed me a treat.
But all of this
has its cost,
Oh! How I wish
I was born a wasp.
© Pagan Paul (16/06/16)
About a year ago I did a bee-keeping course. A week or so later a friend challenged me to write a children's poem. A couple of weeks later these two experiences collided in my head and this poem spilled out.
Its educational in so much as children can ask about certain things in the poem and a teacher can then explain them. Thus explaining how bees and hives work and interact, the many secretions beside honey that they produce etc.
Poem was published on www.bee-the-change.org.uk
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