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 He likes the lilacs in my garden 
I love to watch him fly 
He's just a tiny, fuzzy ball 
And I wonder how he can fly at all. 
A world without him 
I dread to think what that would be 
And I imagine my distress 
It would be a new kind of loneliness. 
But for now, I'm in my garden 
Watching clouds sail with the breeze 
Feeling carefree as I listen 
To the hum of bumblebees. 
It's quite absurd this summer morning 
To think we could be trapped 
Inside a world where all is changing 
Too fast for bumblebees to adapt. 
From thyme to bluebell 
From hyacinth to lily rose 
Oh, how I do adore the sight 
Of his rather clumsy, erratic flight. 
And for now, I'm in my garden 
Watching clouds sail with the breeze 
Feeling carefree as I listen 
To the hum of bumblebees. 
Yes, for now, I'm in my garden 
Watching clouds sail with the breeze 
Feeling sad for those who'd never 
Hear the hum of bumblebees. 
Oh, yes, for now, I'm in my garden 
Watching clouds sail with the breeze 
Feeling sad for those who'd never 
Hear the hum of bumblebees. 
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