O lookee me, backwards it be Is it some toes, or maybe a nose Not that for sure, might help with the cure For what you do see, is indeed bee
FF he did right, even up he all night The crowd now you see, hint hint he did he So next time you stare, give it a glare You might just then see, indeed it be bee
If you in a mood, then do not brood For ever fore go, the box you must show Move before such, might cost you too much So kick of that shoe, and like bee become you Not mind like the sprat, for he will say that As black box you see, not for you or for me Reason is clear, because itâs too dear We like it small, so we do not fall So on with hat, get down on the mat Out come the pen, draw line now and then But when you show ink, make sure they do link Else it is not box, remember the socks
The bees all appear to dance and to flutter, Careful they are not to sting one another. Together defend the hive from all harm, The dark cloud is brewing to sound the alarm.
Shaggy dog must be heard, for startled the herd Right chance it just be, for LRB now you see When LRB jump up, like a small pup Odds are towards frown, likely come down Again we do say, each every day This is but norm, and not a storm But what you see, as you become bee That no bell will toll, unless use control Next we might see, not much for to be Move it across, but might not up toss If it do be, then be again be Wait for the down, before risking the crown For when it jump, above the small hump Back it might come, and down a bit some If it but break, down for the sake Wait till it fall, and then risk a small In with 2 ton, then wait for the bun If it back in, raise stop to your chin Break it up more, add 3 ton to the score Cover 5 ton, when 29.27 is done If you are quick, and very slick Enter with pop, but watch for the top Stops they may run, but be like a gun Shoot very fast, and donât be the last
Oh yes I do know Of the box that must show But just thought I'd ask Before beginning the task Of some moody observing If whether the curving Of the wriggly worm As it twist and it squirm Might just suggest If we be blessed That some stops might be run To start all the fun Cos the grass does grow tall And may suffer a fall For the volume does tell Of an optional swell And the side of the putting Is gaining a footing
The box it might see, two eight and a three Let me go look, if it will take the hook No matter what say, here and today No one real know, so do not be slow
I did take quick see, and what it might be As I thought see, it might go down to the three But all we can do, is unbuckle the shoe Sit back and wait, and get ready the gate This is but one, of the options you know If it not go, then you must not be slow Never we might, or think we are right We just look and see, and be busy bee