The Sweet Girl, The Butterfly, The Bee

by Duncan Jones

The butterfly, he fluttered by

The sweet girl walked below

Through the grass the two they passed

The sweet girl did not know

The bumble bee came ‘round a tree

And saw the sweet girl walking

And also saw in grass so tall

A tail with eyes out stalking

The bee then buzzed, good time it was

Eyes just about to leap

Butterfly made haste while sweet girl chased

Both keeping her from teeth

Butterfly fluttered, Eyes they muttered,

“I don’t like the bee to bumble!

Now sweet girl run! For here I come

I am king of the jungle!”

So came the charging lion barging

Raging, running wild

Bumble bee tried and butterfly cried

But their voices just too mild

Sweet girl heard not but then she thought

"There’s shaking from the ground!”

Well one had heard their tiny words

The biggest ears around

Before she knew up high she flew

And landed way up top

Big gray said, “Nay! She’s mine today!”

And the lion had to stop

The floating wings, the one who stings

The tusks that scare the king

That’s quite the score and they adore

So that makes her the queen!

Whether happiness or times of stress

Be nice! Smile big! Sweet tone!

And the tails with eyes trying to surprise

Will find you’re not alone!