SUFFERING
I satdown on a bumble beeIn Mrs. Jackson’s yard:I sat down on a bumble bee:The bee stung good and hard.I sat down on a bumble bee,For just the briefest spell,And I had only muslin on,As any one could tell.I sat down on a bumble bee,But I arose again;And now I know the tenseness ofHumiliating pain.
I satdown on a bumble beeIn Mrs. Jackson’s yard:I sat down on a bumble bee:The bee stung good and hard.I sat down on a bumble bee,For just the briefest spell,And I had only muslin on,As any one could tell.I sat down on a bumble bee,But I arose again;And now I know the tenseness ofHumiliating pain.
I satdown on a bumble beeIn Mrs. Jackson’s yard:I sat down on a bumble bee:The bee stung good and hard.
I satdown on a bumble bee
In Mrs. Jackson’s yard:
I sat down on a bumble bee:
The bee stung good and hard.
I sat down on a bumble bee,For just the briefest spell,And I had only muslin on,As any one could tell.
I sat down on a bumble bee,
For just the briefest spell,
And I had only muslin on,
As any one could tell.
I sat down on a bumble bee,But I arose again;And now I know the tenseness ofHumiliating pain.
I sat down on a bumble bee,
But I arose again;
And now I know the tenseness of
Humiliating pain.