Irregular Days

I want to be a bumblebee,
And bumble every day.
I want to be a bumblebee,
And bumble life away.

I want to bumble to my left,
and bumble to my right.
Bumble straight up, and bumble back down.
Gonna bumble my way into the Bumble Crown.

As the queen of bumbles, my bumbles will speak truth.
As the queen of bumbles, I’m coming for you!
Get up out of your bed, get up out of my sight.
If you don’t know how to bumble, I’ll show you how to bumble it right.

Bumble with me, into eternity.
Bumble with me, across the oceans and the seas.

Bumble up close to me so we can bumble as one.
Together our bumbles will blast us into the sun.
As we burn together in the blinding light,
I would have no regrets as long as you held me tight.
Let our bumblefull ashes rain upon the land,
Let our bumblefull ashes mix into the lakes and the sands.

And when our molecules become one with the waters,
some company will stash us into bottles.
As humanity wakes up to its new favorite drink,
Unaware of the new ways their minds are about to think.
Our plague of bumbles is about to be unleashed.
Our plague of bumbles is our lover’s legacy.

I want to be a bumblebee,
And bumble every day.
I want to be a bumblebee,
And bumble life away.

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Silly Poetry by Tawny