Untitled (He/She)

                 He

Were I a little honey bee

     A-wing for dainty sips,

I’d light upon you, dear, and draw

     The honey from your lips.

                 She

Were you a little honey bee –

     (She could not hold her tongue)

And I had aught to do with you

     I know that I’d be stung.

Sept, 25, 1911