The Bumblebee Song - Barry Louis Polisar

Have you ever thought to consider

What it might be like to be

A black and yellow fuzzy buzzing

Bumblebee like me

I get migraines, I get headaches,

I get this buzzing in my ear.

Watch out you don't sit on me

And I'll watch out for your rear.

A four-winged hairy insect

Is what I'm meant to be.

People always run away

As soon as they see me.

Once I stung a little boy

(Afterall I am a bee).

The next day I broke out in hives

I had an allergy.

Life's not all milk and honey.

If you're a bee these days.

You get stepped on. You get swatted

And shot at with poison sprays.

Splattered on a windshield.

Survivors are so few.

Runover by a lawnmower

Or crushed beneath a shoe