An alighting firefly bugged the bee back
In a short-lived flash of illumination:
"Your queen's crypt-like castle
May be gilt with honeycomb gold
But that sweetness hides most bitter stings
For enticed but uninvited guests."
“In truth you're none any better than me”;
Fielded the fly while batting its eyes.
"While I mooch much less and see much more
I make a fair living following others ,
Taking care of their seeming messes
Consuming their quite unmentionable excretions."
"Cobweb brained insects",
Spitefully came from a corner
As a sprightly old spider
Crawled out of the woodwork
with a wry cool smile between its eyes;
"My days are spent in exquisite creation‘
That incidentally nets me my needs
with time to savor and contemplate.
Structures and relations are mine to explore
Connecting things that weren't before.,
"My home is my castle to share
With whomever may pass.
It's spacious but modest: it's merely an upper
And to prove that none of you are all that distasteful
I hereby invite you to my place for supper."
Soft but definite came a voice from the bar
From a caterpillar nibbling the mint in its julep
"I crawl slowly and taste carefully and try to digest
What the world has to offer be it grass or a tulip.