Little Bumble Bee

Oh, little bumble bee
Flitting in my tree
Why won’t you leave
And let us be?

Can’t you see
Its flowers are gone
But you knew this
Would happen all along

And yet you persist
Flying in and out
Upsetting the neighbors
And hearing them shout.

Making your nest
In our eaves
What other tricks
Are up your sleeves?

Here comes hubby
With his can of Raid
Oh, little bumble bee
Aren’t you afraid?

If you resist
And continue to thrive
Who else should we call
To rid us of your hive?

Exterminators abound
And they hate pests
Should they kill
My unwanted guests?

Or let you live
Nature’s organic wonder
So you can continue
Your nectar plunder.

And will you live
Another season?
Harming you?
What is my reason?

Letting nature
Take its course
Your existence
I should endorse.

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