I PREFER A LAZY BEE
Once I saw a little bee
Sitting very quietly
On a baby elder tree.
Coming near to the young bee
I reproached him scornfully,
Saying, "You're not busy, bee."
Instantly the wicked bee
Made himself to busy be
By most cruelly stinging me.
Since that time I never see
Any busy buzzing bee
But I wish he'd lazy be.