Bee-for


I’m no social butterfly, but I buzz from flower to flower.
I talk to all as I do the rounds, but my resting face looks dour.
They think that I am feeling sad,
Even when the sun is shining on me;
They don’t see me as a buzzing bee.
They don’t see me working for The Queen.


She sits upon her majestic throne and watches us pass by.
We all seem to bee happy; the work keeps us in tune,
But one day soon, this little buzzing bee,
Will bee found staring at the moon.


The moths say they can do it;
They’re gonna fly up there one day.
They see the light and all its might;
They have big dreams, I would say.


My dreams are only small hopes;
I am not asking for the moon.
I’d like a bee to fly with, so with her I could share my jokes.
I want to make her laugh and smile;
So I would appreciate it if I could meet her soon.


I collect all the honey and build octagons;
The perfect shape to make the most of the honey we consume.
I don’t need a large pile of honey,
To build myself the future I believe I am due.


You see my heart is limited;
It only has space for two.
You and me; me and you.
The sound of my buzz is out of tune.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Friday night will bee our night for dancing


Humble was exhausted after his first week of work.
He had helped people before, here and there,
But today it seemed like on his back he carried the Earth.
His body was aching, there was no mistaking,
It had really been a tough week.
So he would toughen up, work harder next time;
He could no longer afford to bee weak.


The life of a drone seemed quite simple from a distance,
But the reality was you covered a lot of distance.
Flying around all day searching for the nectar
And you couldn’t have a day off, no matter what the weather.
There was always more pollen to collect,
So it was not a job Humble could afford to neglect.
The hive needed nectar, so every day he would look far and wide,
And on every flower head.


He worked on his own, but there were plenty of other drones,
Who were usually looking around the same plants.
So the days went quite quick, you did your bit
And at the end of the week, you went out to dance!


Humble was so sure he would meet someone he could fall in love with,
As soon as he went in and sat down, guaranteed!
But although his friends were there and he had a good laugh,
He saw Bee-Real meet his new girlfriend and that was that.
Blondebee had lots of attention from another man.
Tiny Dancer was dancing with yet another bee.
Aw man!  Thought Humble, everyone is happy but me man!
And that night he walked home, a lonely little bee.


And so it continued, each week the same;
No love for Humble, he felt so lame.
Even Prince found a girlfriend and he never even spoke!
Humble thought this is beyond the joke!
The next week Bee-Real bought his girlfriend with him.
Lovebee was her name and she had a beautiful grin.


One night Tiny Dancer and Blondebee shared a kiss,
But Blondebee told Humble, it didn’t mean a thing,
Because he was the one she really wanted to bee with
And so, like a fool for love, Humble dived right in…


Blondebee soon became Humbles first girlfriend…
Is this where the story ends…?


(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Bee ware


My first week’s pay!
What am I going to do!?
I have never had this much honey before!
First of all, I will go to,
The joke shop and get me those books I saw.
I could do with some new material,
For when they say “That’s getting old.”
Well, they won’t say that when all my jokes,
Have never before been told.
By me that is,
They have already been said before, on BeeTV;
But who has the time to remember everything?


Oh that reminds me, I could do with some shorts,
For when I am playing Buzz ball;
I will have to go straight to the mall.
Maybe get me a nice new pair of sun glasses.
Got to look the part when I go out to ‘Where it’s at.’;
The place where everybody is.


Got to show off some wing-bling;
Got to get a new hair cut;
Got to buy some new tunes;
It’s time to change my style up.


I’m still gonna listen to rock ‘n’ roll,
Because everybody knows,
It’s good for the soul;
But maybe some babe would like some other kind of tune.
So I will try to keep an open mind,
But I know I won’t bee buying no Buzzy-Fly.
Man, that guy can’t sing!
And he wouldn’t know what a good lyric sounded like;
Or maybe I could buy myself a brand new sky-bike.


I have seen them on the adverts;
They have only just arrived.
Maybe I’ll catch a bee movie too,
So I can quote all the lines.
Already planned to go out dancing,
So I will have to say something.
I’m never gonna get a girl-friend by trying to sing like Bee-Bee King.  
Now that’s a guy who can sing!


I haven’t got the range or the talent,
That ‘The Yellow Stripes’ have; they sure are good.
“I’m gonna fly off!
A bee with seven arms couldn’t hold me back!”…I love that song.
I can’t wait to play my new bass guitar tonight;
Can’t wait to go and buy it.
I will just pop in, go get my pay check and then it’s time to split.


I will look so cool in the new threads I am going to buy.
I’ve got to put aside some honey though, for Mum;
Everybody wants to take their piece of my honey pie.
I have to give her a part of my wage, boohoo; but it is only a slice.
Got to pay the board, but I am still sure,
I’ll still bee the coolest bee in the hive;
Once I get those flared jeans that I have been waiting to buy…


Five minutes later,
Humble came out of the office with a sad look on his face.
I have worked all week and this is all I get paid!??
Man!  The life of a worker bee…it’s a shame...
(Such a shame.)


We work all day for a *** of honey
And there is never enough to go around…
They can talk and talk and say that’s life!
But this sure ain’t funny
And now I can only cry the tears of a clown.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Bee in the distance


As Humble flew along,
He could see some bees flying away in the distance.
He was so excited to see new bees,
That he flapped his wings as fast as he could,
To fight his way through all the turbulence.
The wind was against him, the bees so far,
But he was determined to meet them, so he flew like a shooting star.


There were two bees that seemed to bee following,
A much smaller bee who was in front.
Humble thought it must bee the leader,
Because it dodged quicker than the others could.
It zipped in and out of the tall corn stalks;
It would disappear down…and then shoot back up!
He could see the broken pieces of the corn as he flew above.


He didn’t know why they didn’t all just fly over, there was no rain;
But once more they all suddenly vanished again.
So he dived in after them and quickly made his way through the corn.
He had a few close calls and nearly hit his head more than once
And then suddenly he flew past something lying on the floor;
It began to shake its head, it was only stunned…


Humble quickly realised he had been chasing a much bigger wasp.
I’m out of here he thought and was quickly up and gone;
But out of the corner of his eye he saw something as he rose,
He saw the difference in size between one wasp and the other;
There was no way he could just go.
He had followed the wasp but now there was a bee;
It was further in the distance, but he couldn’t just leave,
The wasp to catch the bee, so with all his speed,
He sped after the wasp, giving it all that he had got.


As the wasp in front of him forever gained on the bee,
It suddenly felt a hand on its stinger and Humble gave it a twist,
With all his might, he span around as fast as he could,
The wasps head was spinning quickly, navigation on vacation
And with a mighty crash, there was a huge cloud of dust and a thud!
Humble kept on flying, feeling dizzy himself,
But he saw the line of the horizon and once more all was well.


Once more he got closer to the bee and said wait for me!
The bees eyesight wasn’t the best
And it could only hear a wasp still chasing, so began to flee.
It darted to the left and quickly back to the right,
Humble kept a close eye on its movements
And lined the bee up in his sights.


He was getting closer, so the bee flew straight up into the air;
Humble was determined to follow, so flew up without a care.
As the two bees rose up, going higher and higher,
Humble began to lose his strength and his body began to tire.
Soon his wings stopped and he could only drop;
The clouds above grew smaller and soon he would bee gone.
He closed his eyes and tried to flap his wings,
But his energy was gone, it wasn’t happening.
The ground approached at speed, he thought he was toast,
When suddenly a hand grabbed the back of his fur coat.
He tried to look behind him but he could not see,
The bee who was carrying him to a place of safety.


He started to flap his wings and shouted let me go!
He wiggled to escape but still the hand had a hold.
He span his body around so the other bee was closer to the ground
And he said let me go or I will fly down.


He was so busy trying to look over his shoulder
And reach the hand that had a grip,
That he didn’t see the sun flower ahead,
But the other bee did.


With a huge use of energy the other bee span them both back around
And let go of Humbles fur and disappeared without a sound.
Humble was moving too fast, to change his flight path
And suddenly he crashed and landed softly into the sun flower...

And as for the other bee?
Humble heard a laugh…


By the time he had found his composure
And made his way out of the flower,
The other bee had disappeared
And Humble was left alone to wonder…


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

The Blues-Bee


Beyond the trees, there lives a bee.
He lives alone in a place called Harmony.
He left his hive a long time ago,
When they threw him out for being too cold.
He shivers, so he could never fit in with all the happy warm families,
So one day they said he had to leave
And he has never been seen since.


His time in isolation allowed him to decide what to do;
So he found himself a blue berry or two and now his fur is dyed blue.
He has no friends who are also bees.
He spends his time with worms and fleas,
Because these things they cannot fly;
Blues-Bee protects them from the things upon high.


They all exist together deep in the forest,
Beneath the darkest leaves.  
Blues-Bee says he will never leave.
Blues-Bee has lived in the wilderness for such a long time,
That he can no longer remember what it was like in the hive.
He only remembers the day he left
And all the goodbyes that they never said.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Don’t bee late for Flight-school


Ok…Are you sure you have got everything that you need?
There is nothing you have forgotten?
Nothing you want to get before you leave?
Are you sure you don’t need to use the lavatory before you go?
Oh!  Have you got enough honey?
Enough clothes to wear?  Some beeswax for your hair?
Are you sure you are ready to leave?
Yeah…

Don’t worry about me Mum, I’ll bee ok.  
I have been preparing for this day since I can remember.
Oh!  Have you got your mittens?  It gets cold in September.
Mum; chill out.  I’m going to bee fine
And the next time you see me I’ll bee able to fly!
Now Son; are you sure you don’t want me to give you a lift?
No Dude; thanks, but it’s only a short trip…


It’s time for me to go.
Oh I know, I know; don’t bee late, hurry along
And go and meet your mates, don’t bee late.
I’m sure he will bee ok Love.
We love you Son.
Yes!  We love you Humble!  And his Mum gave him a great big hug!
I love you guys too and I won’t bee gone long.
Just a few days and I will bee done
And then you can say “You know he flies as well now, my Son.”


With that Humble walked out of the door
And soon he met his mates, all four.
They were up ahead so he ran to catch up.
Oh ‘ello Humble.  What’s up?
Hey Bee-Real, what are you doing here?
Just walking little Prince here to flight-school.  He fears.
He worries too much if you ask me;
Got no sense of direction, see.
Oh well; what will bee, will bee.
Hey Humble.  Hey Prince.  How’s things?
Don’t ask.
Bee-Real laughed.


Hey Humble.  Hey Blondebee;
What do you reckon we are gonna see,
When we walk through those big doors?
Bee-Real said “You’ll see ‘em all flying about an’ that, I’m sure.
They got nothing better to do, I’ll bet ya.”
Hey Tiny Dancer.  Hey Hum;
Today’s gonna bee fun!
Yeah, for you it is, you already know how to fly Mr. Superfly.
Some of us just have a natural ability; Hey ladies.
Said Tiny Dancer as two bees flew by.


Humble and the others,
Had to walk through the offices of the Bee-Air institution,
Before they were eventually lead to the building,
In which their training instructor was waiting,
For them to begin their training mission.


So there it was…Flight-school.
Wow!  That’s cool!  
Said Humble as they opened the huge doors,
To reveal a huge area painted sky blue from wall-to-wall
And in the centre of the large room there was a swimming pool.


What’s with the water, Bee-Real?
That’s for when someone fails.
If your wings get wet because they are not like a shield of steel,
Then they say pack your bags.  It’s time to bail…

Well; see you later guys.  I’d love to stay, but I gotta fly.


As Bee-Real left and the small group of four joined the line,
Flight Lieutenant McFly began to talk.
After a little while the training had begun
And soon it would bee time for the tests…


As Humble walked up to take his place for the first attempt,
The Flight Lieutenant said,
Show us what you got kid!
And Humble did!
He flapped his wings as hard as he could!
He rose off the ground a little and then he floated back down.
Nice attempt.  Try again.  
Some of the other bees were joking behind the Lieutenants back.
Hey you; I can see what you are doing over there.  
Stop clowning around.


Humble tried three times and it didn’t work.
Tiny Dancer tapped him on the shoulder and said My turn.
Then he leapt into the air and flew around the room.
Well done lad.  You really know how to zoom!
It seemed like everybody else did too;
To Humble at least.


Eventually, all that was left was one last bee.
Even after being trained by Flight Lieutenant McFly,
Humble was running out of time.
Everyone else had learned to fly.  They were all watching.
There he was…the last bee in line.


Nobody believed he could do it;
Not even him…
Until he only went and did it!


Humble soared into the sky!  He flew so high!
And so fast around the room
And as he passed the bees below, he shouted out Zooommm!!!
He was gone in a flash,
So quick to dart back up into the air
And as he landed in front of the cheering bees in his class,
After flying behind the artificial clouds and trees,
The lieutenant said,
“Congratulations!  You have all passed!”


Nobody fell into the swimming pool.
Humble later found out that nobody ever does.
As he flew home, he felt, so cool!
And all along the flight path that he took home,
Could bee heard the sound of Humble B. Bumble,
Qualified flier,
Humming along…

At last Humble had found the right note to sing his unique buzz.


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Dreaming of leaving the Beehive


Life in the hive was a lot of fun,
For all the little bees when they were young;
But as Humble passed the Pupa stage,
He was told he had to act his age.
It was time to find a job!  Go!
It was time to imagine becoming an Imago.


He didn’t want to say goodbye to his youth,
But he had a plan, so he needed to make honey.
It was a plan that would work, he was sure!
It was his plan and it was a plan he could stick to.
He would get a job and move out of his home.
He would bee a comedian!  
Wouldn’t life bee funny…

Oh no…
Humble had been chosen to become a drone;
But never a clone!
For as we all know,
Humble was a unique bee.


He saw his future away from the hive.
There is a whole new world out there,
Just waiting for me to bee brave and go and discover.
He was only waiting for his time to fly.
He had always wanted to fly like the others,
Because he wanted to fly into the arms of his lover,
But he could only ever hover.


His life was quite nice, but there was a price;
He could never go beyond the edge of the pines.
The boundaries made him feel trapped
And he needed to fly past his past.


He needed to see the future.
His wide open eyes and wide open mind,
Needed to see what was out there;
The love he knew he was destined to find.  
It was time for Humble to meet her.

His wings had finally grown big enough…
It was time for Humble to take off!

It was time for Humble to learn how to fly…


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