Who could love more than the bumble and bee
Except all the ketchup and the mustard?
While bumble and bee are always happy,
Ketchup and mustard were always adored.
The yellow bees had their blackish bumbles
And the bumbles had beautiful bees.
Wonderful bees with only their rumbles,
And black-colored bumbles with only keys.
But reddish ketchup has its own relish,
And glorious mustard: its sauerkraut.
This is the mustard-ketchup embellish
And it’s perfect in all ways, in and out
The reds and yellows: there will always bee
Bumbles that excite between you and me.