The Bee told the Butterfly; "I will sting you
You always get in the way
Looking pretty everyday
you seem to have not one care
Though you have enemies everywhere
Everyone looks in awe at you
you seem to love it too
You flutter, fly and are small
You annoy me; I will sting you"
The Butterfly told the Bee; "I will ignore you
You say I annoy you
You tell me I have not a care
Just a pretty little thing in the air
That's not true
I am strong inside
To prove it to you; I will ignore you"
