Bee Life. 



The Drones they neither work, nor can 



Do aught but sleep on a divan; 



And smoke their pipes through all the day; 



Chibouks these love, and those a clay. 



Such is their life — who would not be 



A happy httle worker Bee ; 



A Queen's too high for me, — a Drone, 



Such laziness I let alone. 



