Which builds the nest 

In the bright spring weather- 

This bird or that bird? 

They build together.

Who makes the comb,

And the sweet, sweet honey? 

Who says it's cold?

Who says it's sunny?

All the little bees

Go to work together; 

They make no excuse

Because of the weather.

Who helps mamma

As if it were fun? 

Who wants to work

Till the work is done?

And who will say,

With a pout and a groan, 

I want to rest,

And be selfish alone?