Humming around in the air
Flying about everywhere
It lives to let itself go
And has stripes only its kind can show
Attracted to the scent of fruits and flowers
Its face will be shown only during daytime hours
Gardens, fields, and skies blue
Your only concern is if it will follow you
Hexagon shapes all hidden in a dome
The only place that it will ever call its home.
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