Bumblebee

I love poetry and I used to put a poem with a photo of my own on my photoblog. I stopped doing that, I don't know why. But I want to pick it up again. So here's a poem by James Whitcomb Riley (1849–1916) about a bumblebee (btw I always 'pet' them and I had a bumblebee as a 'pet' once as a kid so I've never been stung so I wouldn't know; I like those fluffy bees! :)


The Bumblebee

You better not fool with a Bumblebee!—

Ef you don't think they can sting—you'll see!

They're lazy to look at, an' kind o' go

Buzzin' an' bummin' aroun' so slow,

An' ac' so slouchy an' all fagged out,

Danglin' their legs as they drone about

The hollyhawks 'at they can't climb in

'Ithout ist a-tumble-un out ag'in!

Wunst I watched one climb clean 'way

In a jimson-blossom, I did, one day,—

An' I ist grabbed it — an' nen let go—

An' "Ooh-ooh! Honey! I told ye so!"

Says The Raggedy Man; an' he ist run

An' pullt out the stinger, an' don't laugh none,

An' says: "They has be'n folks, I guess,

'At thought I wuz predjudust, more er less,—

Yit I still muntain 'at a Bumblebee

Wears out his welcome too quick fer me!" 

 

 

 

 

© KH