it was just a summer day
in the month of may
life took a sharp turn
caught up some pace, began its run
out of the cocoon came a bee
real colors now it began to see
flew low flew high flew everywhere
the lonely bee had found its pair
it rolled the ball and hit the pin
did the thing what people call sin
went back home to its hive
it swung to salsa rocked to jive
the drone is mighty the bee is coy
they are blessed for life that they will enjoy
