I hear you buzzing
Your tiny hairs so loving
You scour
Eyeing the tastiest wildflower

Not good enough
Going to the next
Finding that good stuff
Putting them all to the test

There it is
The brightest colour
And in a ****
You sit on its collar

Nectar drinking
Easy thinking
Doing your task
No need for a mask

Your buzz fades
Flying away
On a crusade
Into the sunrays