Humming, buzzing, bumble bee to which new pottered flow'r you see? Delicate hibicus scented spread. Upon these wings I polished my red. You steal my nec...

Humming, buzzing, bumble bee
to which new pottered flow'r you see?
Delicate hibicus scented spread.
Upon these wings I polished my red.
You steal my nectar - now away you flee.

quote by by Godfrey Morris
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