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 prejudust, more or less, --
 Yit I still muntain 'at a Bumblebee
 Wears out his welcome too quick fer me!"