Here’s a page where there was no drawing at all with the original, which meant I needed to finish the drawing by starting it first. Had I followed through on the drawing way back when, I have a feeling there would have been a lot more bees and a bit less free-wheeling.

The poem is a sonnet in Shakespearean format. Four-letter words for the acrostic lend themselves well to the four stanzas. Using the same last letter for multiple lines makes rhyming a snap.

Free Bees

Fate makes a Queen–we kick her to the curb
FORCE breaks a bond–we fund a busy lab
For concentration leads us to disturb
Fair Lady Earth to render olive drab

Reality is cash gone through a grate
Revisionism offers souls to mete
Regard: a grumblestiltskin beast to sate
Remorselessness occurs and he’s replete

Evangelistas seem to think we’re dense
Extracting dollars feeds a vulgar taste
Exposés give detractors recompense
En-garde-ing us from love gifts sent in haste

Engage a pollinator and what Jells
Ensures a newbie Queen–and Life compels

Poor James Caan: I Don-Kinged his hair to enhance his bee-ness. 🙂