BEES POEMS

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.....What do you suppose A bee sat on my nose What do you think He gave me a wink He said “I beg your pardon I thought you were the garden.”

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.....
What do you suppose
A bee sat on my nose
What do you think
He gave me a wink
He said “I beg your pardon
I thought you were the garden.”


The Swarm of Bees
Elsa Gorham Baker

One little honeybee by my window flew;
Soon came another - then there were two.
Two happy honeybees in the appletree;
One more bee came buzzing up - then there were three.

Three busy honeybees starting to explore
Another bee came to help - then there were four.
Four laden honeybees flying to the hive;

They were joined by one more bee - then there were five.
Five tired honeybees with the others mix;
Now there’s a swarm of them - a hundred times six.

Here is the beehive. Where are the bees?
Hidden away where nobody sees.
Soon they will come, creeping out from the hive;
One, two , three, four, five.

Five Busy Bees

Five busy bees on a lovely spring day.
This one said, “Let’s fly away.”
This one said “We’ll drink some nectar sweet.”
This one said, “Let’s get pollen on our feet.”
This one said “And then we’ll make some honey.”
This one said “Good thing it’s warm and sunny.”
So the five busy bees went flying along
Singing a happy honeybee song.
Bzzzzzzzzzz!

Bumblebee Aileen Fisher

I sat as still
as a playing-dead possum
and watched a bee
on a clover blossom,
Watched him poking
his long thin tongue
into the blossoms
pink and young,
Heard him bumble
and sort of sneeze
as pollen stuck
to his two hind knees.

I held my breath
as the bee buzzed over,
and hoped I didn’t
look sweet as clover.

Ends

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