Our day a busy bumblebee
Feeling quite inane,
Thought that he would like to b
A shiny airplane.
So up and up he flew
Until he was quite near
That heavenly patch of blue,
Called the stratosphere.
Then he zoomed and looped the bloop
With greatest bumble zest;
Until at last he grew quite tired
And wanted much to rest.
He gazed about for bush or tree
Or any swinging vine
There was no place for Mr. Bee
To lazily incline
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