“Buzzy bumble bee..”

“ Buzzy bumble bee..I won’t do you any harm but please don’t sting me as you have landed on my arm..”

I must say you are making me nervous crawling over my skin
I am waiting in anticipation for your short, sharp pin..

Tho if only you had the sense to realise.. after you use your sting on me you will meet your demise..

“Can we not come to some kind of amicable agreement ? “An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth” is not worth the price to pay for stinging me and believe me.. that’s the truth”