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10/08/2003 Entry: "Pass the Jazzizzle"
Bees. An ode to Hamlet, I suppose.
Bees. Lots of bees. Swarms of bees. Right Behind you. Bees. Tons of bees. Swarming bees. Look behind you. See See those bees. They're getting closer. Look behind you. No! Don't look now. They might see you looking. Try to act casual. Quick-- Get in the car! Get in the car! Roll up the window! Now drive! Drive away! Start the engine! Get away from Be-ing Everything They want of me Instead of being All the things Inside of me. Look out for those Bees. Bees. Swarming out Sent by Satan Or maybe Satan Satan. From the hives In the depths Inside the shadows Liquid darkness. Keep Your head up out Away from clouds 'Cause they are full of Bees. Deadly stingers Only sting one time But there are millions of them.
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