Bumblebee 
We were five years old
the three of us sixty years ago
so who would remember that day when we buried Bumblebee
Yes, the Bumblebee
the one we tied to a string
she flew until we crushed her to death and buried her in a matchbox
soon a Sparrow kept his company
we found him asleep and shriveled up he barely fit in a cigarette box
who would have thought of the Bumblebee
and the sleeping Sparrow, had we not buried Peter today if Peter is alive, he would deny that it was a Bumblebee
I know he would say it was a green beetle and a sleeping Sparrow
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