Beeyond the joke!


Humble met up with his friends after work.
He had a big smile because he was thinking about her;
The bee he had kissed, remembering the bliss.
She said her name was Ever Queen.


As Humble was telling them what happened, Bee-Real said,
You know she’s got a boyfriend don’t ya?  His name is Zed.
Humble’s heart sank and he said, Right!  That’s it!
I’m no longer going out with anyone from this hive!  I quit!

Oh come on Humble, said Blondebee.
I’m sure you’ll meet someone eventually.
Yeah right, I don’t think so, I’ll never bee loved.
You want Tiny Dancer (Blondebee started to blush).


Blondebee and Tiny Dancer hadn’t yet admitted how they felt.
Tiny had broken up with Buzzie, so all was well.
They could be together now if they wanted,
But they would have preferred if Humble hadn’t announced it.


And every girl I like never likes me.
I guess I have to bee a lonely little bee.
Why do I always fancy the wrong ones?
I’ve had enough of this place.  I want to be gone…


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Beeloved?


The third date was ok, Humble thought.
At least this time Blondebee didn’t look so bored.
She was up to her elbows in shopping bags.
Humble paid for the dinner and they had a laugh.

They ended the night on a triple date.Bee-Real and Love-Bee and Tiny Dancer’s date was late,
So Tiny ended up talking to Blondebee until Buzzie arrived.
They all had fun and then they said their goodbyes.


Humble walked Blondebee home and wanted a kiss goodnight,
But she said “Er, excuse me, not tonight.”
She was his friend, so why couldn’t he love her?
Humble’s confusion reigned, love was hard; oh brother!


Humble wasn’t happy, but he’d been single long enough,
And last night they all had a lot of fun.
He thought it worked well when they were all with each other,
But the two of them alone were far from lovers.


Humble remembered what The Queen had said.
Jeez, it’s like she’s in my head.
Did she see this all before me?
The psychic foresaw this eventuality.


Humble talked to Bee-Real about his situation.
Sorry Bruv, I only know real love, and not infatuation.
You like her, and she likes you.
Where’s the problem?  What you gonna do?


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Bee Happy


With Blondebee Humble was always searching,
Forever looking for the answers;
But with Bee Bee it was easy learning,
He already knew she was his enchantress.


At last Humble knew what it was to bee loved.
Bee Bee, he knew, was truly good.
Life seemed so easy now with her heart.
He couldn’t beelieve the struggle had been so hard.


Every day they grew with each other.
First came the kiss and now they were lovers.
Forever bound to love eternal.
Epics would bee written in endless journals.


Humble wrote poetry; Bee Bee wrote stories.
Each of them spoke of despair and glories.
They loved to tell tales and in each other found home.
They were two parts of one heart; no longer alone.


Their journey together had just beegun,
But already had passed many moon’s and sun’s,
And at the end of each day they lay together.
They fell asleep holding hands, like his father and mother.


Humble thought back to when he had first thought about love.
Never beelieving it could bee so good,
But at last he had found what his parents had.
In Bee Bee he had found a love that he knew would last.


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Beautiful Tears


Life has an expiration date.
Call it sad or call it fate.
It has to end and all fades away.
You can fight against it but you can’t evade.


Remember your dead for they are not here.
You have loved them now for years and years,
And when you next meet them you will once more be near.
Their ending was not the beginning of your tears.


You have already cried and you did not die.
They fade away but you hold their light.
Inside your heart is where you will find them.
They will be waiting for you at your bitter end.


So do not cry for hollow reasons.
Life is change and so are the seasons.
Passion lasts but it’s gone in a flash,
If you fail to hold or give it back.


Love is beauty, beauty is love.
Up is still up when you are feeling no good.
If all you have is pain, then simply wait.
Life will come good again, one day.



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Beaten


I tell you the truth, but I digress.
The lies you breathe into me are Heaven sent.
I try to believe but life is stress.
Memories leave me broken and spent.


Bruises heal, I do not.
Give it your all, or it will be gone.
Smack me with lies of hate and betrayal.
I will survive, you will not prevail.


I have been beaten with many words.
The best ones were hers, but there are others less heard.
I chose to believe though they sounded wrong.
You cannot speak of love and criticize the song.


They have lived it brick by brick.
They have heard all your lipstick kiss.
They have given their heart and soul.
Yours was sold for a little gold.


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Baby steps


A life in a bubble ain’t no life at all.  
You’ve gotta not be scared of a little fall.
So lift your head little one to the endless call.
Stand up tall, don’t crawl, now walk.


Midnight, dark light, under a sea of lights.
Bright stars, so far, we are temporary in this one life.
Wishes come true when I awake to the sunlight with you.
With your hand in my hand I can find a way through.


Be my reason, to be less resentful.
Lead me forward forever more.
Help me to see I need to be less hateful.
Show me a light I have never seen before.


Before you all I knew was angst and pain.
Now through you and with you I can rise again.
I never had the courage, but you pulled me through.
Now I can see the truth in you.

One step at a time I can learn to fix me.
You’re so tricksy with your magic smile.
You give me reason to laugh with you endlessly.
Stick with me through thick and thick…it gets easier in a while.


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Anita


She is keeping me up tonight.
She’s done this lots of times.
We tell each other we are friends.
We know each other lies.
We’re more than that,
I want her bad, but to be good to me.
I need her love, she could be enough;
Maybe she could make me happy.
I want to grow old with her,
But my existence has become a blur.
I knew her long ago, but I want her to feel like my first.
I want the fear, the excitement, the nervousness of a kiss.
I want to tell her how I feel,
But I don’t know if she is his.
Is she alone?  Does she want my love?
Does she know I need her touch?
I need to hold her in my arms,
For I am charmed by all her charms.


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