The Bee Oh! busy bee, On wing so free, Yet all in order true; Each seems to know, Both where to go, And what it has to do. ‘Mid summer heat, The honey sweet, It gathers while it may; In tiny drops, And never stops To waste its time in play. I hear it come, […]
08 (August) Verses
Summer Verse for G1 & G2 Members
How the corn has grown ripe in the Summer’s hot days, And the reaping began with the sun’s early rays, Mike and Jack since the morn, Have been cutting the corn, Which is bound up by Peggy and Sue; And sweet, flaunting poppies and flow’rets of blue Wag their heads o’er the sheaves and seem nodding […]