Sometimes I get really sad about my life; and then I remember it's almost summer.
Honey bee, Honey bee
You fly so loud,
Close your wings;
Lets run more quietly.
ps: I can't seem to stop addressing you as darling, though you are one of my biggest threats.
Darling, someday we will have no further obligation and I will pretend I know nothing of you.
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