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Josh Crayton – Bzzzz

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Melinda moves and breathes for her husband Frank,

And favors cappuccinos in the morning and midday naps on Friday afternoons,

While sleeping Melinda is whisked away by a willowing woman with faint limbs

She transports Melinda over islands of mountanious terrain, sparkling green hills, crystal clear water and oceans of apples and apricots,

She whispers in Melinda’s ear; “I’d like to be a bee.”

Bzzz Bzzz Bzzz Bzzz

Melinda flickering in and out of consciousness hears a swarm of bees.

Bzz Bzzz Bzzz




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