Cinderella; Or, The Little Glass Slipper, and Other Stories

GUY AND THE BEE

     One day a jolly bumble-bee,
     In coat of black and yellow,
     Got caught inside a window-pane;
     The silly little  fellow.

     He buzzed and buzzed against the glass,
     To Guy’s great enjoyment,
     Who thought to watch this funny thing
     Was just the best employment.

     But soon to touch those gauzy wings,
     Became Guy’s great desire,
     Although mama had told him that
     A bee could sting like fire.

     But Guy, silly as the bee,
     Paid no heed to mama,
     He touched the bee, then gave a howl
     Which could be heard afar.

     Mama a soothing poultice mixed,
     And on his finger laid.
     “Another time you’ll be more wise,”
      Was everything she said.