A beekeepin' lady from Leigh
Got stung by a bee on the knee.As she ran from the hive,
She cried: "I’ve to survive;
No more 'oney fer me!"
'Ave yew ever been stung by a bee? It ain't
never 'appened ter me yet, an' Oi 'ope it never won't, 'cos Oi loike bees,
'specially them 'airy-bumbly ones, an' Oi loike 'oney an' all.
Bees ain't loike wasps, 'cos Oi've been
stung several toimes by wasps. But they're diff'rent 'cos, not loike bees, they
come around when yew're eating, an' try ter pinch bits o' food when yew ain't
lookin'. If'n yew flap at 'em, they don't take the 'int an' go away. Mostly
they seem ter call up reinforcements, an' it's usually then that yew c'n get
stung.
There seem ter be fewer flowers around an'
all, 'cos there are fewer meadows. Meadows are more an' more plowed up ter grow
vegetables an' stuff, but clover's all roight an' ovver kinds o' flowers too,
'cos bees loike flowers. P'raps that's why Oi sometimes get follered by bees.
They probably see me as a walkin' sunflower or somefink.
Any'ow, wot Oi wanted ter say is: keep a
lookout fer the bees, it's important. An' don't get stung.
Luv from
Jenno.
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ReplyDeleteRather be a pollinator, Ginger Dawn? Oi dunno, it'd be a bit fiddly Oi reckon. But as fer makin' 'oney, reckon as 'ow Oi c'd take lessons from yew...
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