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Queen Bee

I tangle with the angle
tussle with the tone
huddle with the humble
as I stumble to atone
being lone and leftish
but that is who I am
so no to why and worry
let’s just spread some jam
let us bumble on the crumble
jelly in the ma’am
Queen Bee being busy
air humping who she can
before prodigious birthing
and the filling of her lair
with wax and young and honey
buzzing back and forth
new tale old already
steeping in the broth
sleeping team of being
seeking dream in brood
in her honeyhood.

– Smith, 2.26.2014

Recorded two songs yesterday. Here’s the second. Mirror Mere. Free listen and download. Peter Ball music, mix, recording; me on word and voice.

Mirror Mere

They call me Mr. Klutz
I keep falling on my butts
I drop my keys
On food I sneeze
And all the wrong things clutch

At parties I don’t talk
At success I seem to balk
At first I fail
And then I bail
And go alone for walk

They say I always pose
Keep looking down my nose
But they don’t see
The inner me
And never will I spose

I have empty billfold
No money does it hold
I can’t buy that
Cuz wallet’s flat
And clothes are shabby old

They keep me from their room
Because my social gloom
When I cry why
The falling sky
It darkens their new boon

Oh they like it when I clown
Or when I’m not around
Please go away
They often say
Cuz we don’t like your sound

But yet the joke’s on them
When I sneak back again
I eat their food
And mock their good
As I their lies condemn

So leave it as it is
Their life’s an ugly biz
They lie, they cheat
And then they repeat
While I work higher bliss

Music, mix, recording Peter Ball; word voice me.

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