Hum a Little Moonbee Tune
I bet moonbees sting
And zap when they zing
I'll wager it's true
They love flowers too...
In hot Texas heat
At high-noon we meet
She guns me down cold
With bullets of gold
Copyright © Tim Ryerson | Year Posted 2009
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