The Tome
Tuesday, January 28th, 2020The Tome is reclusive in nature Hiding nestled upon the shelf In clusters of almost reads Leafs and leaves and sheafs With lives their own Collecting dust Raising silver fish To make lace of words Pretty in decay
The Tome is reclusive in nature Hiding nestled upon the shelf In clusters of almost reads Leafs and leaves and sheafs With lives their own Collecting dust Raising silver fish To make lace of words Pretty in decay
Suddenly my world did seem so hateful nasty and obscene Cold within cold without I hate you I wanna shout You took my hand you took my trust And then you ground it all to dust
Zom B the zombie bee lived with his friends in the honey tree Looking for the grey stuff to munch He’d settled for some bones to crunch Thinking those humans where a sorry bunch And so Zom B the zombie bee set out for the briny sea where a plague hit the crew a plague […]
Bimbling bombling bumble bees are in competition with the honey bees Bimbling high and bombling low Flombering and womberling to and throw Large and fat they hum and drone Looking for the nectars home The nectar lives in the flowers bowl And bumbles bees need it to grow To make them big and fat and […]