Jungle Trees

The jungle trees are luscious and green,
but the monkeys are very unclean.
When the flowers bloom and grow,
The bees’ pollen makes them glow.

Up in the trees the baby bird is trying to stall,
But the mother bird wants her to soar.
As she leaps off the tree,
Out of the corner of her eye she spots a bee.

As She works her wings,
In the trees her mother starts to sing.
She sings a lovely song,
About what her baby bird was doing wrong.