Said a Little Boy to a Honey Bee, "You'd not be happy if you was me! 'Cause @3I@1 don't get enough time to play— I can't do @3half@1 what I want, all day. You stay where it's sunny, all chock full of honey— It must be funny to live that way. You have a @3lot@1 better time than me!" Said the Little Boy to the Honey Bee. Said the Honey Bee to the Little Boy, "Yes, life is jolly and full of joy! I hum and bumble and buzz away, But it's mostly work and it's seldom play, And, rainy or sunny, I toiled for the honey Which you (how funny!) ate up to-day. I don't know why, but I buzz with joy!" Said the Honey Bee to the Little Boy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I'VE NEVER SEEN SUCH A REAL HARD TIME BEFORE' by HAYDEN CARRUTH AGAINST THE REST OF THE YEAR by JAMES GALVIN ON CARPACCIO'S PICTURE: THE DREAM OF ST. URSALA; SONNET by AMY LOWELL LETTERS TO DEAD IMAGISTS by CARL SANDBURG SIXTEEN MONTHS by CARL SANDBURG |