You're the pesky bee
buzzin' 'round my head.
I'd slap you away,
but I'm afraid instead.
Afraid that I might miss
your annoying buzzing sound.
Afraid that you might kiss
other flowers on the ground.
Feb 20, 2016
Feb 20, 2016 at 4:05 PM UTC
You're the pesky bee
buzzin' 'round my head.
I'd slap you away,
but I'm afraid instead.
Afraid that I might miss
your annoying buzzing sound.
Afraid that you might kiss
other flowers on the ground.
If I were telling the truth,
I'd say nothing compares to you,
but the truth makes
your buzzing grow too loud.
My proud little pest.
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