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tap, tap...the bumblebee man comes,
knocking on windows once open. stewing in opportunities
lost, dazzles you with a pocketful of jewels and the
promise of a smile or two. what does he really want from
you? a nod, the acceptance of a lifetime of servitude.
gumdrops and rubys. bumblebee buzzes; bumblebee taps,
taps, taps. is it really your choice? life hands you what
it wants to, an endless spiral of nothing you ever
imagined. longing for magic. daring to dream.
closed for business. and an end to frozen nightmares. wandering through the pumpkin patch, contemplate the tap, tap, tap and the buzzing, buzzing. find a home in her arms, but long for the answer. look up, look down--somebody knows. but who? |
2000 Omnicon Productions who are we? II |
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