a verse of mine
from late last night
a world in a line
in the fading light
the witch will keep the bees
all she wants is lots of honey
last night in a gown
flew down to the bar
left a shoe in my car
and while the bar
was hardly far
my guide the northern pride
the brightest star
was locked up
behind bars
clouds like tar
the witch will keep the bees
all she wants is lots of honey
flowers are gatherin'
got pollen in the blood
lots o' honey
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