I Speak for the Bees!

The bluesman and the Queen Bee are

a-rockin' my soul

and my knees are kinda knockin'

'cause they're not too used to boppin'

since they got so old.

Now the Lorax takes the mike -

he has a Message for the World -

he speaks it like a rap

while we whirl and twirl:

"The bees are in peril! You must help them, please.

I can't get no more honey from my main squeeze.

I speak for the bees! I speak for the bees,

for the bees have no knees

and no reason to please."

Oh my soul, oh my soul,

the planet grows cold.

The times are a-changing.

Go Home or Go Bold.

There's a Queen Bee and a Lorax

singing songs in the night,

about the earth's sorry plight,

and it gives me a fright.

I speak for the bees! I speak for the bees!

I'll turn around twice

and be nice as you please

if you'll join me in trying

to save all the bees.

This sorry offering is for Marian's prompt at Real Toads: mix Taj Mahal's Queen Bee song with Dr Seuss.

I echo a sentence from Dr Seuss's book, The Lorax, with its environmental message: "I speak for the trees! I speak for the trees!" and it was all downhill after that!