I am a honey bee
Shown out from the colony
And they won't let me in
So I left the hive
They took away all my stripes
And broke off both my wings
So I'll find another tree
And make the wind my friend
I'll just sing with the birds
They'll tell me secrets off the mark

But my other honey bee
Stuck where he doesn’t wanna be
Oh my darling honey bee
I'll come save you
Even if it means I'll have to face the queen

So I'll come prepared
My new friends say they would help me
Get my loved one back
They say it isn't right
The bees have control of your mind
But I choose not to believe that
So we'll meet in the darkness of the night
And I'll promise I will be there on time
We'll be guided by my new friends the butterflies
Bring us back to our own little hive

Oh my other honey bee
No longer stuck where he doesn’t wanna be
Oh my darling honey bee
I have saved you
And now that you're with me
We can make our own honey

haiz.. thinking aloud, i know we both sometimes fantasize about pulling off a Prison Break-romance-nonsense kinda thing, right dear? i know you do. but this bloody situation is NO fun!! i'm at work, piled high with things to clear before i can even think of knocking off for the day yet i'm still bored out of my mind. and my honey bee (more like bear) is having kickapoo and viceroy breaks in the car in a place where i can't reach. cb.

anypoots, this mini department of mine will be shifting soon, to a (very) enclosed office one floor down. we'll be in a room with big boss and his infamous PA. the room is literally a 4-walled kinda space, with matt glass as "windows" - no one can peek in/out, and the room door has an annoying tinkling bell that will serve as an audio indicator of anyone coming/leaving the room, and i heard the PA starts her day before 8am everyday; meaning from the time she seats her bum at 8, she'll be watching oh-so-very-grannily at who comes in at what time. gee. why do i have a bad feeling about this?