Boo Bee
Under the creepy tree
Lies a haunted bee, living so free
Comes around, goes around
In a shredded house buried underground
No curse can cease the flying bee
No spell to quell a singing bee
Full moon grows as werewolves howl
Shivering behind the bark is a crying owl
The haunted bee saw the preening owl
Jiggling and blustered, the owl began to brawl
The owl quashed the speeding bee on canvass
Bee was bruised, but the owl was stung...
fell on pampas
Copyright © Clifford Villalon | Year Posted 2022
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