WOE IS THE LIFE OF THE HONEYBEE
Bees have no self esteem
They work and fight for their queen
They worker bees will work for free
Slave all day for a greater cause
No pleasure of ambition drive, only honey
The fighter bees will give their lives to save the hive
Their one defense is a mere stinger
And once they use it, they are just another casualty
I believe the queen has it the worst though
She is the whore of the hive, the lone prostitute
She is the obese single mother
She'll sit on her throne and never leave
She will sip on her honey cocktails but do not be deceived
She controls everyone but doesn't have the power to free herself
Woe is the life of a honeybee