The bear with his head in the hiveGrowling and making a racketHis nose and eyes deep in the combHoney dripping from his mouth.
A hen walked up to him quietlyAnd began to watch him in surprise.A thief stealing another's goods,He was insatiable and savage.
Seeing the hen, he turned to her:“Why are you standing here, won't you tell me?I’ll rip you and tear you apart right now,And scatter your feathers to the wind!”
“Eh!” clucked the astonished hen,And looked for a way to escape.“This furry beast,” she added, trembling,“Eats honey, yet his words are bitter.”
