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.