I’ve got permanent chick’s fuzz in thick horizontal black- and -yellow stripes
that should be their own “do not cross” sign.
I’m so roly-roly-roly-poly that if I were a ball,
I could roll around the floor with just one push!
But- not so fast!
My rear end contains a nasty point
that’ll stick you if you come anywhere near it.
Plus – I’ve got tiny wings.
Nobody would think that with my big, big, big body I’d be able to fly –
but God makes sure I do. Hallelujah!
Now, I have a big favor to ask:
My fellow bees and I are in danger of extinction –
and that’s bad news for you because
we are responsible for the pollination
that produces around 80% of your food crops.
Please, please support efforts to save us
so you can continue to enjoy good food.