Honey Bee and Me​
by Rex Millar​
I must not wave my arms​
at he, the fluffy honey bee​
in front of me.​
I will not flap my hands ​
and be afraid to see​
this lonely honey bee.​
I yet might scream for​
now one bee has​
tripled up to three.​
I could just shake or cry ​
for more than three​
are now in front of me!​
I might just run and​
maybe flee the​
swarm approaching me!​