Two old crows sat on a fence rail, Two old crows sat on a fence rail, Thinking of effect and cause, Of weeds and flowers, And nature's laws. One of them muttered, one of them stuttered, One of them stuttered, one of them muttered. Each of them thought far more than he uttered. One crow asked the other crow a riddle. One crow asked the other crow a riddle: The muttering crow Asked the stuttering crow, "Why does a bee have a sword to his fiddle? Why does a bee have a sword to his fiddle?" "Bee-cause," said the other crow, "Bee-cause, B B B B B B B B B B B B B B B B-cause." Just then a bee flew close to their rail: -- "Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz zzzzzzzzz zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz ZZZZZZZZ." And those two black crows Turned pale, And away those crows did sail. Why? B B B B B B B B B B B B B B B B-cause. B B B B B B B B B B B B B B B B-cause. "Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz zzzzzzzzzz zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz ZZZZZZZ." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 21. BREDON HILL by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN CHAUCER; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW EXODUS FOR OREGON by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER PARTING by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE THE IVORY CRADLE by AUGUSTE ANGELLIER PREPARATION by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. ONE AT A TIME by EDWARD CARPENTER LINES COMPOSED WHILE CLIMBING THE LEFT ASCENT OF BROCKLEY by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE |