There is  a bear named after a swan...
He spends his days making bees into pawns.
For his convoluted schemes
to achieve golden, gooey dreams,
he plans quite meticulously.
With his head furrowed between his paws
and a shirt too small for the cause.
Using dirt as a camouflage
he dons a balloon.
Gently floating up a tree to commune
with his best friends/worst enemies
innocently.
The Bee!
There is no need to harm them
for they make what he loves most
**HONEY!