The flowers of Kent with nectar flow, and honey bees grow fat upon it; there Robin goes and neatly puts, a bee in someone’s bonnet!

The Sheriff never gives up hope, of catching Robin finally; he lays a clever trap, with what result you now shall see!

Sir Hubert is the kind of Knight, who cannot fence and cannot fight; he doesn’t know a lance by sight, nor left hand from the right!

Villagers are being starved, the outlaws quickly take the hint; and making money’s not so hard, when Robin has the mint!

Sir Dunston comes to Nottingham, it’s clear he’s up to nothing good; he captivates Maid Marian, and captures Robin Hood!

The Lady Isabella is as sweet it seems that she can be; she smiles she sighs she cries, but don’t believe all that you see!

Mistakes made in history, about who’s hero and who’s not; but Robin solves the mystery, and thus unfolds our plot!

It’s very strange the husbands three, she seems to have that lady proud; then maids and blades make Robin see, the truth that three’s a crowd!

A plague of mice, a stream run dry, has filled the miller with alarm; to catch the villain, Little John must lend his strong right arm!