Catching a Bee
Silly, silly, silly me,
I climbed a tree
to catch a bee,
I looked at him,
he looked at me,
and then he stung me
on my knee;
oh how I wish
I’d let him be.
Silly, silly, silly me,
I climbed a tree
to catch a bee,
I looked at him,
he looked at me,
and then he stung me
on my knee;
oh how I wish
I’d let him be.
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