This originates from Instagram (@irrev_gardener) – I do not have an account myself but I hope The Irreverent Gardener will not mind me sharing this.
⚠️Bad Poetry Alert⚠️
Found this little bumblebee today.
I am not responsible for the poem that follows. (Ok, I am.)
‘Save the bees’ 🐝
I hatched out a little too early I didn’t know where to hide,
Then I met a slightly odd lady Who invited me inside. 🐝
She offered me some nectar Presented me with a flower
And then some sugar water To give my buzzy bits power. 🐝
She really seemed to like me ‘We all must save the bees!’
I nodded my agreement As she brought out meats and cheese. 🐝
Then she passed around canapes And offered me some wine
She slipped on a formal evening dress And invited me to dine. 🐝
She laid out some jam sandwiches And a chunky honey comb
As she tucked in my tiny napkin I felt the urge to go home. 🐝
She beamed as I nibbled some food Her eyes were slightly manic
When she offered me a bed for the night I really started to panic. 🐝
It’s really nice that people care But she was taking it too far
I sidled towards the window As she whipped out a tiny jar. 🐝
Inside the jar was a tiny bed A bathtub, and a chair
I flew out of the window quick As she lunged into the air. 🐝
I had a narrow escape my friends My freedom was nearly lost
What makes it worse is the simple fact That I’m actually a wasp. 🐝
I so love this poem! I suppose I felt a twinge of affinity for the mad bee lady as do rescue tired bumble bees form time to time.
I wonder if it would be possible to convince The Irreverent Gardener to start a blog? I can’t imagine that he is really appreciated on Instagram.
This is my bee rescue dating way back to May 2012 https://afrenchgarden.wordpress.com/2012/05/04/bumble-bee-rescue/