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A Poem

Christopher Walken

O' honeybee

You don't know what you do to me.

O' honeybee

Baby

When you gather pollen. When you return to the hive

You make the honey, that makes me COME ALIVE!!!

Don't sting me.

Don't sting me.

If you do, I will feel blue.

I will have been betrayed.

O' honeybee

O' honyebee

I know you hear me

Please don't fear me.

You are oh so dear to me.