A Bee Guardian's Poem
- Upbeat Liverpool
- Jul 18
- 1 min read
At the Dutch Barn we have our very own poet and Bee Guardian Stevie G. Here he shares his poem full of comedy and character about a rather unfortunate beekeeper.
A bee in the bonnet is no fun.
A flying organic smoking gun.
But when there's two.
What shall I do.
Just curse about your bee suit glue.
And then there's three.
Oh deary me.
A white flash exits apiary.
Then four and five.
A keepers jive.
A sting a wing.
A fight that's live.
The veil comes off.
The blighters scoff.
With bumps and lumps.
The keeper drops.
Don't blame us.
You big white gnome.
And next time don't invade our home.
