Bumblebee

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If you were a bumblebee, backside hanging out of a foxglove’s purple trumpet, and you had crawled in further to investigate the luscious golden pollen crumbs within, having budged out the incumbent honeybee in the process, to her distraught dismay, would you not be annoyed at a hummingbird’s probing proboscis?