THE BEE

A bee
frolicked,
rumbled, tumbled
and rolled
right in the middle
of a rose,
              rose,
                    rose.

He liked the odor,
loved the scent.
Bathed in the rose,
round and round
the bee went.

The bee sniffed
and snorted,
dusted his wings,
pollinated his toes,
and got that rose odor
up his nose,
                   nose,
                          nose.