The Hotel

I saw a sign at Sainsbury’s
Pointing to a new hotel
Abreast some stilts stuck in the ground
For somewhere safe to dwell

Where a million little windowpanes
In honey combed array
Said ‘welcome to our hotel
Please enjoy your stay.’

I thought I’ll do my shopping
Then book in there to rest
For a night of being spoilt
Would render me less stressed

So, with champagne in hand and chocolates
I headed to book in
Complete with my favourite book in tow
And can of rhubarb gin

But when I saw the front of house
I had a change of mind
For he was garbed in bright yellow
With black stripes around him lined!

And with a sting in tail, he said
“Buzz off! Get Lost! Farewell!
For you cannot stay here human!
This is a bee hotel”

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