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Gonna' lay around the shanty, & get a good buzz on
What should I do, I'm Such A Little Baby....
 
 
I LOVE This Song!  Wooooot for Shivaree!
"... If I wasn't a human girl I think I'd like to be a bee and live among the flowers. ..."
 
Anne of Green Gables
Be a Bee
Victorio
 
"Be a Bee" she said to me.
Was this so strange a philosophy?

A warning was her message sent
she must avoid an entanglement.

Remembering how I longed to convey
to another girl on a long-past day,

this same message, better disguised
to lessen the hurt of a love denied.

How can one offer more than a token
burdened with loss of other love broken?

For love is all spent in the coin of time
same as other life's fortunes, however sublime.

So when she spoke, full knowing her mind
I understood she was not cruel but kind.

 

Ralph Waldo Emmerson liked Bee's too... Click HERE to read about the Humble Bee...

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They Danced By The Light Of The Moon

CLICK THIS to hear Owl & Pussycat

The Owl and the Pussycat

Written By: Edward Lear (1812-1888)
Copyright Unknown

The owl and the pussycat went to sea
In a beautiful peagreen boat
They took some honey and plenty of money
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.

The owl looked up to the stars above
And sang to a small guitar,
"O, lovely pussy, o pussy my love,
What a beautiful pussy you are, you are
What a beautiful pussy you are!"

Pussy said to the owl, "You elegant fowl,
How charmingly sweet you sing.
O, let us be married, too long we have tarried,
But what shall we do for a ring?"

They sailed away for a year and a day
To the land where the Bongtree grows.
And there in a wood a Piggywig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose, his nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.

"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."
So they took it away and were married next day
By the turkey who lives on the hill.

They dined on mince and slices of quince
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand on the edge of the sand
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon, the moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.

When narrative is ended, click on the PLAY button below to hear a musical version
It's Delicious!
....And, of course....
**as sure as bees is bees**

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"Where the bee sucks, there suck I,
In a cowslip's bell I lie;
There I couch when owls do cry.
On the bat's back I do fly
After summer merrily.
Merrily, merrily shall I live now,
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough."
 
William Shakespear, The Tempest