Bee my guest
This is where you will nest Humble. Your own bedroom.
Can I move the furniture? Bee my guest. This is your room
And you can do whatever you want to make it feel like home.
Welcome to the family Humble; I have to go and bee a drone.
I will leave you in peace to get used to the place.
Thank you both for all you have done for me in such a way.
You are one of us now Humble.
You will never need to feel as if you are all alone.
You have a family now Humble and this will always bee your home.
Humble was quiet happy to bee alone sometimes,
With so many people always buzzing around outside,
But as he awoke the following day,
He was glad to bee in good company
And as his new mother approached his door,
She heard him say…
I guess it will bee ok…
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So long as he keeps away from Bee-elzeebub he sounds like he's in clover. But we shall all look forward to see what will Bee.
I hope this story is not going to be one with a sting in its tail.
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