Seldom do we think about you,
Wasp, dear, though you're God's creature too;
Might be owing your severe sting,
And, then, your flash-like sudden fling;
We add to our aversion, strong,
Who does, hence, dare to hear your song...?
Laborers, like honey-bees, smart,
Queen seated at the cool comb-heart;
All in familial love-bond,
None from the other does abscond;
Your colony is a wonder,
None could...
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