Welcome Ms. Bumble bee,To my humble garden
That I've weeded, mulched,
And set out sixteen kinds of flowers in,
I've made my muscles scream for you,
So buzz around and mind your own business,
so I can do mine, as a result of yours.
Damn it you stung me,
So go take your last moments
In the garden of someone less appreciative of you.
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