How doth they

Never play with crocodiles.
Be friends with the bee.
Study and work for a while,
And smile pleasantly.

Crocodiles are dangerous
And never any fun.
Bees work for all of us,
Until their lives are done.

Crocodiles are crazy
With their self-obsessiveness.
Bees are always friendly
To the ones who cause them distress.

Some children are crocodiles
And some children are bees,
But what about the child
Who is both obsessively.

The End

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