BEE

Bee spent quite a happy  hour

On that particular flower.

In fact he had begun to doze

When suddenly a cold wet nose –

Bumped him from behind.

He spun around and – oh good grief

It looked just like a row of teeth.

A boundy dog with clumsy paws

Had sucked him up between his jaws.

Then Bee groaned and worse to come

The workings of some giant tongue.

He said – I should be making honey

Instead I’m lying in some tummy.

Bee tested all his pollen sacs

Which seemed to have remained intact.

Then dog stretched out his jaws full wide

And “flip” old Bee was back outside.

Good luck indeed to make escape

From crazy dog with jaws agape.

Dog went on his happy snappy way

As if he’d never known

Into his mouth a bee had flown.