29/09/2026
THE BEES HAVE HAD A GUTFUL
Oi Albo, mate, the hive’s awake,
We’ve got a bloody point to make.
From every box beneath the trees,
Tonight you’re hearing from the bees.
Our keeper works from dark till light,
He shifts our bloody hives all night.
Through drought and rain, through heat and cold,
He works his guts out, truth be told.
But diesel’s high and power’s dear,
And every bill climbs year by year.
His money lands, then disappears
It’s been the bloody same for years.
Then Varroa joined the bloody fight,
More costs to keep our colonies right.
Treatments, testing, strips and fees
Who’s standing up for Aussie bees?
No bees means less of what we grow,
That’s something Canberra ought to know.
You talk about food security
Then bloody well remember the bee.
And Albo, while we’ve got your ear,
There’s other things we want made clear.
If numbers grow across the land,
Build homes and roads to meet demand.
More schools, more beds, more room is due,
You can’t just cram more people through.
Plan it properly, get it right,
Before more Aussies feel the bite.
And after violence brings new laws,
Remember country people’s cause.
Keep people safe we all agree,
But farmers need some certainty.
When pigs and foxes raid the land,
Working fi****ms stay in demand.
Make every rule both fair and clear,
And listen to the people here.
So Albo, leave your desk one day,
And come and earn a keeper’s pay.
Pull on a veil and lift the load,
Then drive a midnight country road.
Fight the mite and pay each fee,
Then tell us how it ought to be.
Watch our keeper count the cost,
And see how fast his profit’s lost.
And Pauline, hear our buzzing too,
There’s one thing we would ask of you:
When farmers speak and Canberra meets,
Remember who helps grow what Australians eats.
Remember keepers doing it tough,
Who’ve bloody well had quite enough.
Remember orchards, nuts and seed
Strong Aussie bees are what we need.
REMEMBER THE KEEPER.
REMEMBER HIS BEES.
AND WHEN YOU TALK
FOOD SECURITY
DON’T FORGET
THE BLOODY BEES.
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