Run Away From Bees

Something cold and warm
Will do us a lot of harm
I wish we could see what it is
But let’s not run away from bees.

Flowers smile to us now
Can you see the meadow, cow?
Never mind you what are these
But let’s not run away from bees.

The sun rises over the summer breeze
And we gallop with happiness and ease
Over the meadow and creek on our knees
Let’s not run away from those bees.

High on the oak tree
I could climb and see
You and me, eventually
Would run away from bees.

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