Which made the bee buzz her ears
Reclining her to slap her cheeks
Producing a sound that made the sunflower screech
And drew the birds to sing a burial song.
To what purpose; she made her speech
Hiding her tears beneath the trees
To say - ‘Poor bee, I only wished to see
You suck and persuade you to pollinate
Jugger bee is what he was known
A famed clown in this district and above
One time, he led an unusual march
For the proper burial of fallen leaves in town.
Poor Jugger bee, sigh many adoring Ants and Moths
Cried, many alluring flies and bugs
For a dear poor friend, our Jugger bee is gone;
Mourned for many days and once each year