In a garden lush and green,
A chetta found a peaceful scene,
Where flowers bloomed and birds sang,
And nature's beauty forever rang.

The chetta was a creature small,
But had a heart that stood tall,
It loved to run and feel the breeze,
And be the fastest of all the bees.

But sometimes, the chetta felt alone,
In a world where speed was all known,
It longed for someone to understand,
Its passion for running, its heart's demand.

So it found solace...