{"id":356,"date":"2014-02-18T22:48:50","date_gmt":"2014-02-18T22:48:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=356"},"modified":"2014-08-18T22:50:12","modified_gmt":"2014-08-18T22:50:12","slug":"to-be-or-not-to-be-a-bee","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/to-be-or-not-to-be-a-bee\/","title":{"rendered":"To Be, Or Not To Be A Bee"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>What a horrid life it seems to me,<br \/>\nTo be the drone, a male bee,<br \/>\nWho lives for love and lust alone<br \/>\nFor it hes bred, fed and grown.<\/p>\n<p>But the bee to woo the Queen,<br \/>\nIs among many who scorned have been<br \/>\nHe who tried and failed has flown away,<br \/>\nTo chase and woo another day.<\/p>\n<p>But cruel is fate to the bee,<br \/>\nWho finds that successful is he,<br \/>\nFor though he gets to love, and do so well,<br \/>\nHe dies from it, and so of it never gets to tell!<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-2939\" alt=\"Bee at Work\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/Bee-at-Work.jpg\" width=\"824\" height=\"349\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>What a horrid life it seems to me, To be the drone, a male bee, Who lives for love and lust alone For it hes bred, fed and grown. But the bee to woo the Queen, Is among many who scorned have been He who tried and failed has flown &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[89,232],"tags":[576,577,578,579],"class_list":["post-356","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-funny-poems","category-nature-2","tag-bees","tag-death-of-the-bee","tag-poems-on-bees","tag-why-are-the-bees-dying","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-5K","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":1726,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/queen-bee-and-the-drones\/","url_meta":{"origin":356,"position":0},"title":"Queen Bee and the Drones","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"17th May 2015","format":false,"excerpt":"She flies higher, the queen bee, on the dance of death, of lust and love Till she burns out the drones who chase her, one by one, He who keeps with the chase enjoys the dance, but it kills him in the end But he dies knowing the sacrifice for\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Life&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Life","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/life\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.coxshoney.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/bee-mating.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.coxshoney.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/bee-mating.jpg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.coxshoney.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/bee-mating.jpg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.coxshoney.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/bee-mating.jpg?resize=700%2C400 2x"},"classes":[]},{"id":2317,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/bee-conversations\/","url_meta":{"origin":356,"position":1},"title":"Bee Conversations","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"22nd September 2015","format":false,"excerpt":"By some believed, when one had died, the bees had to be told Or umbridge taken, they would leave, not liking being ignored Id never heard that tale before, before an exhibition I went to see For all I knew I know now what I didn't, a legend, a belief\u2026","rel":"","context":"In \"Bees\"","block_context":{"text":"Bees","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/tag\/bees\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":2316,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/whiff-of-scandal-government-orgies-dead-pigs-talking-to-bees-and-about-the-homeless-at-the-cinema-watching-legend\/","url_meta":{"origin":356,"position":2},"title":"Whiff of Scandal &#8211; Government, Orgies, Dead Pigs, Talking to Bees and about the Homeless &#8211; At the Cinema watching Legend","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"22nd September 2015","format":false,"excerpt":"The Krays are the stuff of, as the film title suggests, legend, and it was a must see when the film of their rise and fall, came out. 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