A wasp and bee together
Went out on silver wings,
With black and yellow bodies,
And both of them had stings.
Bee suck'd the golden honey
Out of a tulip cup,
And when her thighs were laden,
Went home to store it up.
Wasp got into a cherry,
And stung a little boy,
Who snatch'd the rosy berry,
And then flew off with joy.
O boys and little maidens,
Be you still good and kind;
Better to store up honey,
Than leave a sting behind.
I am busy working to bring Cecil Frances Alexander's "Two Ways" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
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