…And so buzzes the busy bee…
Where go the heads in front of me?
Where go the faces once smiled with me?
Where go the hands that played with me?
Where go the minds that felt so free?
The minds think but only of honey,
The hands play but only with honey,
The faces still smile but only at me,
The heads no longer in harmony,
And a damn loud buzz from the damn big ‘B’ee…
PoWFaH
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