Image from Kasey’s Korner
Familiarity breeds contempt,
I watched a bee and heard him hum
Above a large chrysanthemum.
I gently stroked him with my thumb,
and he stroked me with pointed tongue.
Now I am sore and very glum,
Wondering why I was so dumb.
— A.W. Bivins,
La Grange, Ill.
Image from Growing Greener
In future when you stroke a bee
Remember that familiarity
Oft times recoils upon the donor.
It very seldom brings much honor
Next time you pet a lively bee,
Please come and borrow gloves from me.
We are related, distantly.
— M.W. Beebe.
Black Wolf Point, Oshkosh, Wis.
The Oshkosh Northwestern (Oshkosh, Wisconsin) Mar 1, 1938