Peace Talks

Bumblebee, bumblebee, why do you fly

When life would be better

If you would just die?

Human, human, why do you hate

When you eat the plants

That we bees pollenate?

Bumblebee, bumblebee, sure you’re ok

In a creepy bumbley

Bug sort of way.

Human, human, we’re both Earth’s daughter

Wait, why do your hands

Hold aloft that fly swatter?

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