Me a BEE mayBEE

A Tale by ----- Jeff

I was born a humble bumble BEE, not far from BEEckenham. We had a nest in Mottingham and went to the local schools to learn how to BEE polite, BEEhave and just BEE

But it wasn’t the BEES knees and so I flew away as fast as I could

I ended up in a college not far from BEElevdere where I studied how to build HIVES

But to be truthful I was more interested in music and it would BEE dishonest of me if I said I liked the BEE Gees better than QUEEN

I had more than a passing interest in football but more a Chelsea blue-bottle than a Brentford BEE

I’m not one to brag but I did something the Pikes did not achieve and that is to fly……… not with wings but a parachute over me.

I travelled the world from QUEENSland to BEElize a long way from RotherHIVE. On my journey I cowered from stray bullets and heroically rescued damsels in distress. Eventually returning home from where I BEEgan

I started to imagine who may BEEcome my honey pot. I eventually found her and we soon married and danced to the tune of…….The Flight of the Bumble BEE. How my life changed, shopping in BEE & Q and up to my eyes in poo.

But to conclude this ditty, let me explain: My wife went to Uni, to QUEENS’ college to be exact so that make’s me………… her QUEEN’S BEE.