No Thanks I Am Good

Worker bee ant was sent to bake cakes in a kitchen. I was assigned to poison ivy, so now I’m itch’n. I wanted to switch, so I asked if she could. No, I hate to bake, but compared to you, I am good. I blamed my cousin who shares everything I say A motormouth, he is a ding-a-ling most every day. I lied and said the ivy was not so bad and asked to stay. Worker bee ant knew better, so she laughed me away.