The story of the flower and the bee

I will tell you a story In all its glory Explaining the Sexual organ, Creating much more than The eye can see Its a story about a vibrant flower So beautiful it needs to be to attract the buzzing honey bees The story goes some thing like this So you can see the flowers multiply through the years Make two Four and many more The bee flys along and sees so many Beautiful flowers Longing to devour But which one So many colours Shapes Sizes Flowers cascading Parading So shameless Stands still Wow Striking Its a big bright pink one Circular in shape Bold Beautiful Its the one Open, with so many soft small petals Glistening with the rain drops Shining in the sun Sparkling with beauty from within Makes the bee meander to thee The bee needs to reproduce Suduced Stops and fills Spreads the seeds Allowed to please Pollunates Impregnates Recreates What you dont see is the story Combined with the True glory Of the extra ordinary organ The beauty Of the buzzing bee Combined With the gold assigned Inside So free Flying Trying Frantically to find the The hive Taking nectar Making honey, wax, all kind of f Fascinating lines Made from hexagon They divide into the lines They are full with precious delights The story continues The more you learn The more you yearn To see a honey bee Together the bee and the sexual organ make harmony The vibrant flower allowed to duplicate More beauty for all to see For all to feel The special honey bee procreate and makes Wax creating ambiance Such a clever bee A savont; such a worker Magical tyrant Buzzing madly yearning to create the sweetest honey A honey bee can make Its like you to me You're the combination Make migrations in me Spreading beauty from within To others to proceed And begin I feel it with you; Vibrant flower Honey bee Coming together Creating so much sweet honey in me It's a wonderful story to me You see The story of the flower and the honey bee

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