Between cobblestone walkways
through gardens agrow
there lived a bumblebee
whose mind was his own
Willingly he wished to alter his mind
while substances plentiful did grow
slowly he slipped from upbeat to unkind
rejecting the truth, his mind was slowed
Yet perhaps from above
came understanding and love
drifting down to the bumblebees mind
Long did he search
and finally did he find the key to solve
all of his fears
Because years and years
of wrong life did thrive
All without knowing
he threatened his mind
As it became clear
with purity he earned
sometimes freedom eludes even the clever,
he learned
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