To Be the Not {as far as bees are concerned}

Finding the bottom of the pot
As rushing between necessity permits
Babble on
Babble you glorious heads of beef
Sing every moment you have left
The Spring really needs to know
Your law is held in reserve for higher profits
Price per barrel; priceless
The cost of love
When you need to eat steak
Or gnaw off your arm

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