Was a busy buzzy bee

Was a wishy washy sea

Above there was a great big tree

That drooped his wide leaves over me

Was a deep hole in the sand

Was stuck there with no friendly hand

Was pushed out at last by passing blast

Of volcano bursting lava fast

Was burned by sun and magma heat

But aloe vera I snapped to eat

The cool goo buzzed o’er my flesh

Like bees working their sustenance

Was