When life is young | ||
THISTLES!
Three velvety, busy, buzzing beesOnce plunged in a thistle-plant up to their knees.
Alas! Though plucky and stout of heart,
They bounded away with an angry start.
For the thistle 's the touchiest thing that grows;
It 's the crossest old plant! as every one knows.
And now they'll give you a bit of advice:
“Don't ever run into a thistle-plant twice!”
When life is young | ||