No bees,
No flowers,
No trees,
No wonder,
November.
Benny Hill
A reader supplied the origional poem below. It seemed a bit witty for Benny Hill.
No warmth, no cheerfulness,no healthful ease,
No comfortable ease in any member-
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds,
November!
Thomas Hood (1798-1845)
