One day, a bee said to another bee,
‘Have you heard young Willy Shakesbee?’
‘No.’ said the second bee,
‘What is it with he?’
‘Well…’ said the first bee,
‘He is wondering aloud whether,
‘tis better to bee, or not to bee!’
‘Ahh!’ said the second bee,
‘I think he is an actorbee,
rehearsing his role in the bee tragedy.’
‘The bee tragedy?’ asked the first bee.
‘Yes, ‘Beelet the Great Bane’,
or ‘Let it Bee’, as it is oft referred to.’
‘Ah.’ said the first bee.
SD there is a pause
‘But I thought he was a writerbee,
not an actorbee.’
‘Well, we know he’s not a fighter bee
or a workerbee, maybee he’s just getting into the role as a writerbee must if he is to write anything of import.’
‘Shouldn’t that bee import ants?’ quoth the bee whose turn it was to quoth.
‘Ha! You are a comedianbee!’ sniggered the other bee.
‘That I am, that I am.’ quoth this bee or that bee.
‘Quick! Let us bee off, beefore the Queen marries Beelet’s Uncle.’
SD They both Exit stage left pursued by bees.