The Bees and the Bees

Epigrammata XLVII

They do not spin; they are not spinsters, and yet—

Of all the bees, I married the Queen
Tho' not a drone, as it might seem
There are many hives beneath the sky
But yet we still seem to wonder why--
Why do ladies still work like men?
It takes, they say, a bit of "zen"
No man & child, tho' thirty three?
Sadly, one can clearly see
She's no queen, but a worker bee.

(Author’s note: this poast comes to us a bit late.)