There’s a bee in Grandpa’s pants
and he just found out.
There he goes! Whoosh! Zip!
Running out the house.
There’s a bee (still) in Grandpa’s pants
(going pantless has commenced).
Wow Grandpa’s got some gusto-go!
He just cleared the fence!
There’s a bee (no longer) in Grandpa’s pants.
But there’s something I should mention.
He’s still running outside pantless
(now he just wants attention!)