Sure it’s nice to learn, but I could never sit still…
(Humble! Sit up properly in your chair and stop moving about!)
I had my head in the clouds; never my mind on the quill…
(Humble! Are your listening!? What was I talking about!?)
The teachers liked to talk and I would nod my head,
But I was only there in bee form;
My head was elsewhere, so I would forget,
Everything they taught.
Humble wants to go outside!
Not bee stuck indoors.
There she goes again,
Talking about subtraction and multiplication, or something.
The truth is I never listened.
She could bee saying something really interesting,
But the sun outside, it glistens!
The sun calls to me and says come out and play!
So when the lesson is over, I am the first bee away
And out of the door,
Like a flash of lightning through the corridors.
I know I’ll have to come back after lunch,
But right now! In this moment!
I can fly once more!
Somehow I know the answers to the questions they set,
But all the knowledge in my head, when they ask me, I forget.
If it ain’t right now, then it will never bee needed;
So can’t we, just for today, just leave it bee?
They keep on talking about the future of the bees;
But dude, I just want to have fun, so give me some peace.
Yeah, I did the homework and I didn’t even get paid.
I read page, after page, after page, after page
And at the end of the day…
This ain’t that great.
“Well maybe you should get up and teach the class!”
So I did; I got it right and I even made them all laugh.
Then the teacher gets annoyed and tells me to “Go outside!
With the other boys and wait for detention!”
I guess she needs to bee the centre of attention.
Aww Man! Why you taking all my toys?
It’s just a bit of fun.
I can’t help being a joker
And then you give me even more detention!
“Aww Man, you a beekeeper-smoker!”
I can’t wait to grow up and leave this place.
Sure, I’ll go and sit outside again,
With all the cool pupa’s in the breakfast club group.
That’s ok; we’re all mates
And we’re quite aware of what we’re going through.
So there we all are, just having a laugh,
Until we hear somebody shout “Oi! Get your bumbles back into class!”
We reply, we can’t; we’ve been thrown out again.
Then they tell us “Well, just sit there and bee quiet then!“
Can’t I even catch a break?
Everybody needs to just, chill out…
At least now it’s nearing the end of the day.
Eventually, the teacher calls us back in
And then she surprises us all with a pop quiz!
Aww Man! We don’t know the answers;
Why you always picking on us?
And of course, you know the result…
I was third in the class;
I got a humble bee plus.
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