Humblebee

 

I stumbled on a bumblebee

his furry coat not pollen free

one flower not enough

full gentleness, not rough

 

no haste,  still working hard

the queen she must be fed

the  old tart egged

dictating out of bed

 

of flowers to be sought

of nectar to collect

of nature to fullfill

work class pays the bill

 

I stumbled on a bumblebee

and he was just like thee

the working kind

till death will blind

the thrive of being free