A fluffy bee sat on a flower
But this one was so sour.
“What's happened, dear?”-asked the bee.
He answered that he wanted tea.
“I was so beautiful before,
But it' s not raining any more.
I' m now like dreadful grass,
What am I do to keep the class?”
“I' ll help you, dear,please trust me!”-
With such good words flied our bee.
Two hours later there was noise-
It was of bees such a voice.
They kept some water in their hands
Then gave it our dear plant.
The flower brightened at the sun
And thanked the bee who helped him one!
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© Copyright: Лоралина Ли, 2008
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