Bees And Other Fellow-Creatures.

A poem by Jean Ingelow

The dove laid some little sticks,
Then began to coo;
The gnat took his trumpet up
To play the day through;
The pie chattered soft and long -
But that she always does;
The bee did all he had to do,
And only said, "Buzz."

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