Hello I'm a little buzzy bee, who likes to zzzzz,
I can walk, sigh, but I much prefer to fly.
I love a juicy flower to give me fire power,
But people hate me the most, I'm not as scary as a ghost!
They either run away or find and get the fly spray,
Or chase me out the house like a nasty little louse.
If it wasn't so tragic, I'd wish for magic
A rainbow trail from my stinger tail
And a wish to let me go wherever the flowers grow
This is my second entry for Poetry Dice Challenge 3