A Bee's Perspective

I spend my day flying,
It gets quite tiring.
We make so much honey, 
Yet I don't get any money.
Humankind can be so ungrateful,
A bear eating my honey is way more grateful.
We spend our days flying around,
Spreading pollen all over the ground.
Our body shape isn't designed for flying,
But here I am, out here thriving.
Some people think our outfit choice is very bland,
In our opinion, black and yellow is quite grand.
We don't like to be caught out in rain showers,
We would much prefer to hang out in a bunch of flowers.
Flying around, rarely do you see me,
You want to know our story, go see the 'Bee Movie.'