Poetry 1 min Brigham Young University Our Pollen PotentialRebecca MillettRebecca Millett Follow I kissed a bee, but she didn't like it. I pulled away and she did too, Stinging my mouth, thoroughly disapproved. My eyes stung, my lip did too. Then I thought, that if she tried, But instead suddenly grew to my size, I too, would have cried. If you like this work, share it!Share it!