Bumble Bees
have come to visit
buzzing, black and yellow
furballs in the sky
feet fat with pollen
life-giving force
of the garden.
Bumble Bees, I'm told
are valued highly
for their gold.

They're not supposed 
to get off the ground
aerodynamic proportions
are unsound
but no-one told them.
Bumble bees, bumbling along humming their own song
thinking about nectar
doing the rounds
away from home;
Buzzing about their business
new perfumes to be found.
The bee attitude
- it gets around.
Buzzwords,
some sweet like honey
some come with a sting
Buzz Words from the heart
designed to take wing.

Lyrics Copyright Keith Newman 1996
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