The Song of the Bee by Marian Douglas
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod by Eugene Field
The Little Red Hen by Penryhn Coussens
Five Little Chickens by unknown
The Sheep and The Pig Who Built A House by Carolyn Bailey
Hercules and the Wagoner by Aesop
The Husband Who Was to Mind the House by unknown
The Farmer and His Sons by Aesop
What Have We Done Today? by Nixon Waterman
I Meant to do My Work Today by Richard Gallienne
The Rebellion Against the Stomach by unknown
The Kingdom of the Bees by William Shakespeare
The Ballad of John Henry by unknown
A Psalm of Life by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
One fine day in winter some ants were busy drying their sote of corn, which had got rather damp during a long spell of rain. Presently up came a grasshopper and begged them to spare her a few grains. "For," she said, "I'm simply starving." The ants stopped work for a moment, though this was against their principles. "May we ask," said they, "what you were doing with yourself all last summer? Why didn't you collect a store of food for the winter?" "The fact is," replied the grasshopper, "I was so busy singing that I hadn't the time." "If you spent the summer singing," replied the ants, "you can't do better than spend the winter dancing." And they chuckled and went on with their work.