I’m told there’s a frightful mess beyond that door.
Me Nerves now won’t let me reach out for the key.
I’ve walked on past that room many times before
The closet where I keep my evil bee.
The King bee has a mad flair for gossip and
Deceit lies within each black and yellow band.
An apian diatribe sent off from Hell
Which leads reputations off to Satan’s dell.