Drive-Thru Visitor

 
I ordered food, pulled up to the window and what do I see?
A comely yet lonely little humble bumblebee
He’s hovering just outside as if he’s waiting for a ride
As I mumble to myself, is that tiny dude looking at me?

“It’s a hundred and three degrees and this bee is out here slayin’”
As if he’s looking for work or nectar so I know he’s not playin’
But now I’m scared to roll down my window because now I see
The bee is approaching me like I’m some young wannabee

I’m bigger than him, I outweigh him by at least one-ninety-three
But I’m not sure who’s more afraid, me of him or him of me?
And yet the bee hovers right at my window seeming friendly
While I’m trying to give my card to the cashier acting very manly

And just as I roll down my car window the dude invites himself in
All I can do is lean back against the seat and tuck in my chin
But the bee just flies around almost as if he’s challenging me
Like “come at me bro!” but that’s not the kind of guy I want to be

Beesides, I keep reading how bees are becoming endangered
I care about things, especially when it comes to Mother Nature
So I let him be but I opened all the windows for him to fly out
But he stayed there giving me something new to think about

The fellow dressed in black and yellow was kind of mellow
Buzzing around inside my car in the cool air until I said “Hello!
Sorry little dude for the attitude but I got nothing for you here”
The bee behaved, made his way out and then just disappeared