The Fly & The Humble Bee

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?"] 2 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. 3 So when the parson Had joined the pair, They both went out To take the air, Fiddle-de-dee, &c. 4 And the flies did buzz, And the bells did ring— Did ever you hear So merry a thing? Fiddle-de-dee, &c. 5 And then to think That of all the flies The humble bee Should carry the prize. Fiddle-de-dee, &c.