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 Pretty white with pink tip, 

Where did you go for a dip, 

With a pretty yellow crown,

You sport a head brown,

Did a bumblebee
 bee enter, 

To make a home in the nectar,

Is this the reason for your impulsive smile, 

That travel for many a infectious mile.

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