The Poetry Corner

The Fly & The Humble Bee

By Walter Crane

Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de-dee, The fly has married the humble bee. Says the fly, says he, "Will you marry me, And live with me, Sweet humble bee?" Says the bee, says she, "I'll live under your wing, "And you'll never know "That I carry a sting." Fiddle-de-dee, &c. So when the parson Had joined the pair, They both went out To take the air, Fiddle-de-dee, &c. And the flies did buzz, And the bells did ring-- Did ever you hear So merry a thing? Fiddle-de-dee, &c. And then to think That of all the flies The humble bee Should carry the prize. Fiddle-de-dee, &c.